Baby you’re no good
Last Monday I saw a coworker’s band perform at Amnesia. Towards the end of their set my coworker (who is the lead singer) tells the crowd:
I’d like to dedicate this next song to my coworkers who are all sitting up front tonight. This next one goes out to them especially Arquay!
The name of the song, I kid you not, “She’s No Angel”. Ok, so I’ll never win the “Coworker of the Year” award. I can dig that. But right after she made the dedication a guy in the back yells out:
Ain’t that the truth!
Brutal. I don’t even know that dude. I can’t help it if my fly Pumas cause people to hate on me.
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Arquay, when it comes to you and your Pumas, I’m not a hater, I’m a congratulater.