In the spirit of inpassing.org, here’s an exchange I just heard at Tully’s (the coffee shop downstairs):

Sales Guy 1: So I emailed him, and I’m like “you’re not the boss of me.”

Sales Guy 2: Ha. Like that “Malcolm in the Middle” theme song. “You’re not the boss of me now! You’re not the boss of me now! You’re not the…”

(Sales Guy 1 smiles awkwardly.)

Then, just as I thought it couldn’t get any better, as I’m walking out the door…

Sales Guy 2: So he gets me a DIET COKE! I mean, what am I, pregnant?

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Kyle Ford

Husband. Father of several clowns. Product guy.