“I go for a run every morning,” I tell my colleague.
“Seriously?” she says, eyeing my not-so-slender body.
“Oh yes,” I respond. “Every morning I run around the house, yelling, “Fuck, I overslept again!”
And now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to run.
A Morning Run
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🙂 this is brilliant! Can I borrow it to use the next time my slightly obsessive training-for-marathons colleagues decide to derail a meeting to talk about their running programmes?
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Of course!
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🙂 🙂
I need a better riposte than just “can’t you all stop being so boring” and this will be a very good one!!!
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