Things that happen at work:
Head Mechanic: How has your day been going?
Me: Not bad, but I am very hurt. You haven’t noticed my new hair style.
Head Mechanic: It’s a bun? You always wear your hair in a bun.
Me: Oh, sure, just completely ignore the dead animal on my head. *takes out fur scrunchie that my aunt found in the thrift store for $1 and tosses it to him*
Head Mechanic: What the fuck?!? Oh my gawd it’s real fur!!! Shop Foreman, what is this? *hands the scrunchie over*
Shop Foreman: Mmm. Maybe mink. There was a mink farmer I used to know, that I did work for back in my twenties.
Head Mechanic: That’s really interesting and really creepy at the same time.












