Monday I limped into the office a bit late - still a bit fuzzy from the weekend's festivities. My ankle is still quite painful from the fall that I took the prior weekend. Anyway, Pete notices that I'm limping, and asks about it. A lot of the folks in the office are runners. "Running injury?" he inquires. Pete is notoriously competitive (as most folks at the office are). I suspect if I said yes he'd go out and get a worse running injury - just to show me up.
"Nope" I reply.
"Soccer?" he asks.
"No, uh 'dating', actually." and I hobble off to my desk leaving him nodding but with a very confused look on his face.
4 comments:
LOL!!!!! who knew dating could give a sprained ankle?!?!!?
I love that answer!
Whooooo!!! I'll bet they're ALL wondering how you could hurt your ankle in the sack!
I think I have some ideas... ;)
(Though, of course, WE know the truth-- it's rough out there!)
Hope it's feeling better soon!
Dating is a very dangerous contact sport. Never underestimate the bad things that can happen.
Jenbun,not sure how one busts an ankle in the sack - but the mind reels! I'm sure their imagination is better than anything that I could come up with.
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