Another day, another zinger. This little tale may be potentially offensive, but also totally true-to-life.
Upon finding himself sitting unceremoniously on a computer chair set very low, my boss says, “Hey, who’s the midget?”
Me: (both eyebrows raised in surprise) “Um…”
Valiant attempts to crank up the seat ensue, to no avail. Chair remains stuck at lowest level.
Boss: “God d***! OK, moving on… (suave segue to the day’s business).”
He didn’t even miss a beat. I swear, sometimes, I really love how un-PC (politically correct) my job is.