At a trade show today, I'm standing and drinking a coffee beside my coworker, who is talking to a potential customer. I hear the customer quite seriously say, 'but finishing nails aren't the opposite of roofing nails, the opposite of roofing nails is, like, butterscotch pudding.' I choke on the coffee, manage to just keep it down long enough to turn around before I snort and sputter it all down my own shirt, then oh so elegantly and casually put on a jacket and saunter outside to play strip parking lot with a clean shirt.
Still worth it, I really doubt I will ever hear that sentence said again.
Still worth it, I really doubt I will ever hear that sentence said again.
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