Jul
12th
Mon
12th
Coworker called me fat! T_T
- coworker: How was your weekend?
- me: It was fantabulously wicked-awesome; thank you very much. Yours?
- coworker: It was good, finished up about 95% of the baby stuff.
- me: Awesome. What else needs to be done?
- me: Other than the little one arriving.
- coworker: Put the car seat bases in the cars, wash the bottles, and wash/put a little bit more clothes away.
- me: Neato.
- me: Great job on the room. I'm hiring y'all to do mine.
- coworker: Went on a shopping spree to gather the remainder of the stuff we needed.
- coworker: LoL ok.
- coworker: We will take finished pictures when it's done or you can swing by when it's finished.
- me: Can I test out the bed?
- coworker: LoL
- coworker: No.
- me: I'll do it for free - no charge!
- coworker: You won't fit and it's not supposed to support that much weight.
- coworker: So, no. =P
- me: Are you trying to imply that I'm fat!? Hmph!
- coworker: I'm implying you weigh more than a baby.
- me: == fat!
- coworker: LoL
- coworker: W/e you say.
- me: Heads up: This IM conversation excerpt will be my newest tumblr post.
- coworker: If you insist.
- me: I'm feeling Roaster.
- coworker: hmm.
- coworker: Possibly.
- coworker: Lets revisit the topic in an hour.
- coworker: Just finishing breakfast makes it tough to decide on lunch choices.
- me: You may want to consider skipping breakfast to make such choices muchos easier then. ^_^
