While at work today, I was showing a co-worker how to do something that they couldn’t quite figure out. After I finished explaining it to them, I jokingly quipped about how ‘super clever’ I was, while unbeknownst to myself, the back of the pen that I thought I was scratching my forehead with at the time had actually migrated to the otherend of the implement
So basically I was calling myself a genius, while scribbling on my own face. Oh, the irony.
I love how the world puts us in our place. I hope they appreciated the joke!
Reblogged this on ckbooksblog and commented:
I like Felix’s humor!
I’m sitting at work, in a very sophisticated lobby of a very posh bank, surrounded by all sorts of stuck up, snobbish assholes… Laughing very loudly and uncontrollably at this entry. And when I tried to explain to them why I was laughing they gave me a look equivalent to if I had just picked my nose and tried to flick it on them. Like i’m not already enough of an outcast. So I will be eating lunch alone today. Thanks a lot. ;)