(9/24, Friday night at the Cafe Montemarte bar)
In passing, saw a cow-orker in the stairwell at lunch.
Me: What's the word?
Her: Not much...
This was not the expected response. Nevertheless, I was willing to maintain the polite fiction that it was acceptable.
However, she owned up to her misstatement instead of making her getaway.
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