A couple of my coworkers were having a playful argument about the Ducks and Beavers after a recent OSU loss. He is a Beaver fan, she is a Duck fan who doesn’t hate the Beavers. <\/p>\n
He says: you can’t like both teams. You’re an Oregonian. You have to pick. <\/p>\n
She says:.something about preferring the Ducks, but being happy when the Beavers win. <\/p>\n
He says: No, you have to pick. Who would you root for in the Civil War?<\/p>\n
She waves her Duck hat. <\/p>\n
He says: I don’t like you any more. I can’t be friends with a Duck fan. <\/p>\n
She says: that’s not fair. You like Michelle and she’s even more of a Duck fan than I am. <\/p>\n
He says: that’s different. I love Michelle. We have worked together a long time. <\/p>\n
I say, dramatically: why can’t we all just get along? I really need the people around me at work to at least pretend to like each other. <\/p>\n
Coworker 3, who is just walking past my cubicle, looks over at me, a completely horrified look on his face, and says:
\nYou of all people are not going all Kumbaya on us, are you?<\/p>\n
And I start to laugh. At an impressive volume for 0800. People prairie dog around us. I keep laughing. I’m pretty sure I could be fired for laughing like that. The look on that guys face. Snort. You should have seen it. <\/p>\n
It would probably be the first time anyone here has been fired for excessive mirth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"