So I got stuck training a kid that looks like he just fell off his skateboard and woke up wanting to be a plumber. We were in the work van, I was talking on the phone to the girl at the office, and all of a sudden he say's "Dude! I think your pen is messed up." I says " Stop touching my (belongings)!" Followed by " Don't touch (items) that don't belong to you." I had left my Sheaffer in the van over a couple of really cold nights, I guess it caused a nib bleed into the cap, which the skater boy found out the hard way. That's Private Reserve Avocado Green in case you were wondering.
Him "Why are you taking a picture?"
Me "For posterity"
Him "That's weird dude."
Me "Do you even know that word?"
Him "Not really"
Me "I'm going to make you marginally famous"
Him "Awesome! Wait..., how?"
Me "Shut up"
Him "Okay... This will wash off pretty easy right?"
Me "Shut up"
Him "Why are you taking a picture?"
Me "For posterity"
Him "That's weird dude."
Me "Do you even know that word?"
Him "Not really"
Me "I'm going to make you marginally famous"
Him "Awesome! Wait..., how?"
Me "Shut up"
Him "Okay... This will wash off pretty easy right?"
Me "Shut up"