As of late, I’ve been feeling kind of sluggish at work.  Especially after lunch.  You know what I’m referring to.  Those lunch induced comas?  I know you’ve been there, too.

So while chatting it up in the office, my buddy Horbi said he was feeling like that too, but started feeling better after he started taking some vitamin B.  He has a big bottle on his desk and told me whenever I wanted one, to just help myself.  So I started taking them and I did feel better.  Maybe it’s all mental.  But I am definitely making it through the day easier.

So on Friday, sometime after lunch, I realized I hadn’t taken my daily vitamin B pill.  I went into the office and saw Horbi at his desk with his earphones on.  He loves his music.  So I just walked up to his desk to grab the bottle.  Horbi kind of jumped up when I got the bottle.  I guess I snuck up on him.  I told him I was getting some vitamin B and we started chatting.  Then I glanced at his computer screen…

“Um, Horbi?”, I said.

“Yeah?”

“Are you watching ‘Ugly Betty’??”

“Uh…………….”

So for the rest of the day I was giving him a pretty hard time about that.  Not that dudes aren’t allowed to watch ‘Ugly Betty’.  It’s that dudes shouldn’t watch ‘Ugly Betty’!  Apparently he watches ‘Grey’s Anatomy’, too.  To each their own.

But God bless the internet.  With the ability to watch pretty much anything online, it’s hard to blame Horbi for watching shows that cater to a female audience.  Wait.  Yes it is.  I do blame him.  What the hell, man?!?

-Dave Q.

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