Be ve-e-ery careful what you ask for...
When I was in secondary school, I took the bus to my job at an amusement park. One day I struck up a conversation with someone who worked at the same park as a technician. We chatted, then I got off the bus at the back entrance; but we didn’t exchange names. About 20 minutes later I was at the turnstiles and I hear someone calling: “Hiya Beautiful!” I turned, caught sight of my morning conversation partner, and answered, “Heya Gorgeous!” Thus was born a three-year tradition. We did exchange names, but had more fun hailing each other as “Beautiful” and “Gorgeous”. Heck of a mental and emotional pick-me-up.
One day at lunch, Matt was sitting with three other technicians when I walked by. I called out to the ones I knew, “Heya Gorgeous! Hi Scott!” Scott, who had also become a friend of mine and had a vague and unfortunate resemblance to Droopy Dog, moped, “Hey, he gets a ‘hey gorgeous’ and I get a ‘hi scott’.” I did an about face and said, in a bright perky voice: “Heya Not-so-gorgeous!”
Laughter. Much laughter. And a rather put-upon expression on poor Scott’s face.
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