I came into the office today and the security guard addressed me with "What time it is
I knew what she wanted. She wanted to know the time. But because of the flagrant disregard for syntax I had to resist being helpful as best I could.
"Oh ho! A profound exclaimation, I say! What time it is
, indeed!" I replied, with a gesture that beamed with pure eureka
. (If only I had a monacle...)
And with that I walk away, drinking my mountain dew (it's 6:45 AM).
The security guard probably thought I
was the crazy one. Silly, silly lady.
Emotional Progress: Sneaksy