coworker2003.12.29
Hey, Steve.
Huh?
What’s that guy’s name?
What guy?
Next office over, the guy with the tall hair, glasses, and he slouches.
I need more than that.
You know, the guy whose name I can never remember. I’ve asked you this before.
How am I supposed to know?
Because—we’ve had this exact conversation. I can never remember his name, so I always ask you what his name is.
And what do I say?
You tell me his name. You know his name.
Well I don’t know who you’re talking about.
Oh, come on. You knew last time, and I know you didn’t just stop knowing. Tall hair, works in the office across the way, glasses, slouches. The same clues I gave you before.
I don’t have time for this.
You can’t stop now, we always finish it! Come on, we’re almost done, and I need this.
God, okay. What do I say next?
His name! Which is…?
No idea. Marcus.
Yes! That’s it! Marcus. See? Why didn’t you just say that right off? Could have saved us the trouble.
I don’t remember remembering before, and I don’t know who you don’t know.
Well you know one thing I don’t know, so next time I don’t know something just say Marcus and we can skip the whole conversation.
What if you don’t know something else?
Wouldn’t know the difference.
Fine.
Marcus!
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