For some strange reason, one of my cow-orkers has taken it upon himself to give me a nickname. About a month ago, I'm leaving the restroom and he's walking in. I say hello--then, in his loudest "loud jock guy" voice (I don't know how else to describe it), he says "What's up K dog?" (my name is Kevin). I'm thinking "OK, is there a ritual here? Should I say what's up G dog"? So I just ignore it and go on my way wondering what this dude's smoking. Now I pass him in the hall today and he says, in the same loud guy voice, "Yo dog!" He's an odd one...





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