I share a cube with this guy whom I shall call, Guy. Here is a phone conversation that he just had.
“nothing that should interfere with you”
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“nothing that should interfere with you”
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“nothing that should interfere with you”
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“nothing that should interfere with you”
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“I am…but nothing that should interfere with you.”
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“alright bye”
I like to try and imagine the other side of a conversation, but I can’t imagine what inanities were spoken in this case.
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I’m posting this here since I know you can’t get email at work. Butter rehearsal tonight is 7:30-10 at Chelsea Studios. 151 W. 26th.
But why in THIS entry?
curious and curiouser…
Because I don’t look up a lot.
That’s ok, I read the message you left as Champions not Chelsea. I guess my eyes saw the capital C and decided “I see where this is going”.
Reading is hard.