Really?

Two recent encounters with co-workers:

1.

woman: "Adal (she actually pronounces it A-dell, but she is forgiven as she is Eastern European) do you know where I can get some aspirin?"

me: "um well I have some here at my desk actually"

woman: "I want the old fashioned kind"

me: "the old fashioned kind? I have tylenol"

woman: "No. No tylenol, no advil, I need the old fashioned kind"

me: "I don't know what that is"

woman: "you know, little white, round tablet?"

me: ".......I have tylenol and motrin"

woman: "no no no, just want you're old fashioned regular aspirin. Little whit...."

me: "white, round tablet, yeah , no I can't help you unless you want what I have here at my desk"

woman: (smiles, lingers for 20 seconds and walks away)


2.

Me: (after noticing an older guy I work with looked like he took a weed wacker to the face. Picture 7 deep puncture wounds mostly on the forehead and cheeks) "wow, what happened? are you ok?"

guy: "I was chasing a groundhog"

me: "that's it?"

guy: "well...I was trimming the broccoli in my garden when I noticed a groundhog in the yard. I put up my little fence and went to chase him away but he ran pass me and into the garden. So I ran after him, tripped over my fence and landed face first into the just trimmed broccoli.....it went into my face"

me: "the fence?!"

guy: "...the broccoli"

me: "seriously?"

guy: "yeah.....I had just cut off some stems so it was fairly pointy"