why men are dumb, take 63785

[crankylex]

So I'm grocery shopping tonight, at the food store that is conveniently located behind where I work, and my cell phone rings.

I check the caller ID (wonderful invention) and sigh.

Me: What.
Boss: Where are you?
Me: Pathmark.
Boss: Pathmark? What the fuck are you doing there?
Me: *rolling eyes* Playing with myself. What the fuck do you think I'm doing at the food store?
Boss: *pausing* Oh. Why aren't you at work?
Me: It's quarter after 5, it's about a hundred degrees out, you're lolling on the fucking beach, and I'm stuck running this goat rodeo. I was annoyed, so I left.
Boss: *another pause* Oh. Can you go back? I want to get some stuff done while I'm thinking about it.
Me: I. Am. At. Pathmark.
Boss: So? It's in our backyard.
Me: *must. control. fist. of. death* It is the one day in months when I have left before the sun went down, I am shopping, and you expect me to go BACK?
Boss: Um, yeah?
Me: What drugs are you on?

Never work for friends, people. It is a Bad Idea.