Last night at work I ran into an employee who used to go to my high school. After some brief "catching up" and a considerable amount of my brainpower allocated to figuring out who this person was (and to which degree they ignored me in high school) they asked if I was in post-secondary. Promptly after answering: "Oh yes, I just graduated University last month", I was immediately asked: "Well what the fuck are you doing here?" This is the worst thing anyone could possibly ask a new graduate. Its times like these when I wished I had just enrolled in a winter class or been unemployed, even from the restaurant industry. Now you all know that I am not one to lie about stupid things, but I have been finding since the completion of my schooling it has been extremely necessary to use this doozie to get out of sticky situaitons like these: "Well I've got a hell of a student loan to pay off!" It always works, and it most definetly always ends the conversation.
And 642, this character also informed me that "you have been doing great since high school" so now I am informed...
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Clarify... Does this fool think he/she knows more about me than you? Unless its one raven-haired goddess with whom I know you are co-employed, they are seriously deluded.
ReplyDelete642: Well they brought you up, and was telling me about how you had accomplished so much since high school, as if I had ceased all contact with you since then. The conversation ending was more important to me then clarifying the facts of how well I know you.
ReplyDeleteI think there are far more "blasts from your past" working here than you first realized..
Following the "Well I've got a hell of a student loan to pay off!" answer, one should always remember to repeat the initial question to the interrogator: "What the fuck are YOU doing here?" This technique keeps 'em in line and let's them know you won't stand for any more mindless spatter.
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ReplyDeleteI feel your pain!
Well I think mr. question central was wondering why working at that establishment was my first choice after graduating. He had obviously taken another route in life.
ReplyDelete642, please don't think that I even deign to speak of you to the witless evolutionary dead ends that I work with (saving a certain salt and pepper haired individual). Speaking your name amongst them would be like letting a woman set foot inside a mosque; sacrilege.
ReplyDeleteIt would seem these encounters entirely unavoidable having stayed in the city in which you went to high school. And they'll never stop until the day you die. One solution: get out of Calgary!
ReplyDeleteI think anonymous comment maker number 7 needs to realize that without these outrageous encounters this glorious post would never had been posted. Moving out of my city could not lead anyplace good, and you know it.. Yes?
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You make an admirable point. What is life without it's awkward moments?
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