I work nights in the laboratory of a food manufacturer. I leave each morning with at least one funny, absurd or serious story to tell. I'm telling them to you, internet.
I checked one last silo before my shift ended this morning. The blender was standing in the lab, just waiting for the results. I told him it was good and gave him the number. There was just the slightest little pause before his face lit up and he said, "you're the shit, Rach!"
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