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Saving My Tea

28 Jul

My colleague stood at my desk. She was about to ask me something so I moved my tea to the other side of the table.

“How dare you? I will not drink your tea,” she said.

“That’s not my worry,” I told her, “My worry is your spit getting into it while you talk. Ok? Tell me why you’re here.”

She gave me the evil eyes.

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Posted by on July 28, 2019 in Uncategorized

 

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