There's always that one guy at work who sort of forces you to talk and listen to him, and he never says anything remotely interesting.
Exact conversation:
Guy> So how have your calls been today?
Me> Ok, pretty usual.
Guy> No one getting really mad?
Me> Not really. Nice and slow day.
Guy> My wife sent me that commercial.
Me> ....?
Guy> You know, the one with David Spade?
Me> ....
Guy> Yeah, and he keeps telling the guy no?
Me> Oh right, the one about the bank card or something...
Guy> Yeah! And the customer gets all mad and comes up and David Spade goes 'I'm not scared and I'm wearing a yellow shirt' and the guy tackles the other guy? I love that commercial.
....
What was the point to all of that?
Exact conversation:
Guy> So how have your calls been today?
Me> Ok, pretty usual.
Guy> No one getting really mad?
Me> Not really. Nice and slow day.
Guy> My wife sent me that commercial.
Me> ....?
Guy> You know, the one with David Spade?
Me> ....
Guy> Yeah, and he keeps telling the guy no?
Me> Oh right, the one about the bank card or something...
Guy> Yeah! And the customer gets all mad and comes up and David Spade goes 'I'm not scared and I'm wearing a yellow shirt' and the guy tackles the other guy? I love that commercial.
....
What was the point to all of that?