Just Another Day at the Water Cooler

To paraphrase my co-workers conversation:

It's like we live here.

We get up.

S***.

Shower.

Go to work.

I see the same guests every day.

I saw them last night.

And now I see them this morning.

They always ask, "What's new?"

Well, nothing since last I saw you.

Yesterday.

In fact, nothing has been new for awhile.

Since I'm here every day.

Get done.

Have a drink or two.

Go home.

Pass out.

Come back.

I'm going to start lying to people when they ask me, "What's new?"

I'm dying.

That'll work the sympathy tips.