my new favorite story.

i was talking to the other nicole at work. she was filling me in on this guy who likes to hit on her, and basically sketch her out. she's twenty and he's in his late forties, early fifties.

perv: so is it just me, or do we have a connection here?
N: i'm sorry?
perv: i feel like there's something between us.
N: really?
perv: yeah, would you want to go out sometime?
N: um, i'm only sixteen.
perv: oh.
N: yeah.
perv: so is that a no?

the girl is insane. i love her. anyone else would be creeped out and just walk about, but she likes to mess with people. i have no idea why some of the other people at work don't like her. she makes me laugh every time i talk to her. she has a messed up sense of humor and she's a smart-ass. hmm, maybe the reason why i get along with her is because we're so much alike.