Amurrrrica

LeeNetworX · 06-19-2012, 09:39 AM

It was 9:25 AM. Went into the breakroom to wash out my coffee mug and get a cup.

200 lb. muffin-top girl pouring out of her way-too-small top and the 200 lb. female 'security' guard are having a conversation. Muffin-top girl is standing next to half of a birthday cake that looks like was just pulled out of the cooler from being stored overnight. With a fork.

They continue their discussion and as muffin-top eats cake they both agree that they don't care for fruit in their salads. I guess the security guard ate a salad for breakfast....drenched in creamy dressing...which spawned this conversation.

As the Keurig was making my coffee I traded wide-eyed glances with another guy stirring up his oatmeal at the microwave.

Good morning Amurrrrica.

06-19-2012, 09:39 AM	#1
LeeNetworX SFL Expatriate #1 Join Date: Nov 2008 Location: ATL Burbs Moto: '09 Triumph Speed Triple Posts: 4,712	Amurrrrica It was 9:25 AM. Went into the breakroom to wash out my coffee mug and get a cup. 200 lb. muffin-top girl pouring out of her way-too-small top and the 200 lb. female 'security' guard are having a conversation. Muffin-top girl is standing next to half of a birthday cake that looks like was just pulled out of the cooler from being stored overnight. With a fork. They continue their discussion and as muffin-top eats cake they both agree that they don't care for fruit in their salads. I guess the security guard ate a salad for breakfast....drenched in creamy dressing...which spawned this conversation. As the Keurig was making my coffee I traded wide-eyed glances with another guy stirring up his oatmeal at the microwave. Good morning Amurrrrica.