hey look it's another "yhtbt"! as if that's not the least memorable acronym in the history of acronyms (slightly ahead of CCCP. you're russia. just fucking say russia.). as per the norm, i find a new toy to play with, drive it into the ground and never see it again (remember "take the day thursday" "games i play" and "spewing bile"?). but i've been pretty busy and this "remember a brief conversation and post it with the disclaimer no one will find it funny and that's what makes it funny" works for me.
so as we all may or may not know, i work at an apartment building. my friend j used to work there too. he was at the door. someone came and asked him about parking…
person: hi, can i park there? *points outside*
j: what does the sign say?
person: i just want to know if i can park there.
j: i don't know, i can't read either.
and while we're on the subject, let's share a convo my friend brian wished he had. this didn't actually happen except for in a fantasy not unlike j.d. from scrubs.
person: do you have a parking spot for me?
brian: excuse me?
person: i want to park outside do you have a spot for me?
brian: well, i am keeper of the parking spots, let me pull out my book and see if we have an opening for you. *pause* oh yes, there'll be a spot on 46th and 2nd opening in 12 minutes. should i put you down for it?
