Thursday, October 25, 2007

Story about work #4,592.7

I have this coworker. She's from Malaysia. She's dear. English is not her first language, obvs. She says v's as w's. Th's as t's. Every morning she greets me, "Good morning, blyt." Because it is morning and because I have been awake since 5.55am and have suffered through one hour of traffic while listening to possibly the worst morning show on the radio in the entire country, I hear this: "Good morning, blight." Why yes, yes I am.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

actually funny

blythe said...

thank you? also, where's your blog? is it funny .oooo1% of the time too?

So@24 said...

You should be listening to some NPR, girl!

Mr. Shain said...

have you ever thought that you may in fact be a blight? i once thought i was unattached rabbit part, but then i changed my mind.

The [Cherry] Ride said...

You are the one blight in my life, Blythe. And I mean that with love.

blythe said...

thanks guys! wait, what?

Dan said...

high five!

blythe said...

blight 5!

CGHill said...

Time to rewrite Debby Boone. "You blight up my life...."

d said...

d gives this two thumbs WAY up

blythe said...

d- what? calling me a blight? you don't even know me! it takes years, i mean minutes to understand my blight-like qualities.