I was still warming up my seat when Ashley said excitedly, “Woo Woo I haven’t show you!” and started tapping on her precious Samsung Omnia. Yes! She’s using a fucking touchscreen.
I turned my head to her direction, raised an eyebrow, “What? Show me what? ” and wheeled my office chair over.
“See!” she said and showed me the picture of that guy who’d messaged her ‘Your dog looks hot, and you look even hotter’ via Facebook.
I took a look and asked, “What’s his name again? Felix?”
She suddenly look like I’d just scolded her ‘Chee Bye’ and said, “He’s not a cat!”
“What! I thought that’s his name ! So what’s his name? Bobby? And that’s a dog’s name! I know! Don’t give me that look!” I retorted.
“His name is Greg!”
“Woah! Greg? That’s a…”
“…Fuck-able name!” We said in unison. We did a high-five after that and threw our head back with laughter.
I think at the end of the day, your name really does make an impact. Never judge a book by it’s cover! And never judge a person a person by his name! Haha…
