There is a guy at work who's quite pretty, but from what i hear, he's dumb as an ox. Sort of like a meat-head rugby player or something. Anyway, i'd never really spoken to him before, and yesterday i ran into him hopping into the lift on the way home. Melbournites will know that it's been cold as chariot (as my dad would say - and come to think of it, i'm not exactly sure what that sating means...it definitely suggests motherfucking cold though) this last week, so the following exchange occurs.
Me: *wraps scarf around neck* Gotta rug up, eh? It's bloody freezing!
Ox: Yeah... *wraps scarf around neck* you never know how hot it's going to be when you get out there.
NOT VERY, i'm suggesting.
6 years ago