Milk

I picked Bryan up after work yesterday for our daily carpool (which is totes adorbs.)

“Mind if we swing by the grocery store on the way home?” he asked.

“Sure! What do you need?” I asked.

“We’re having a pitch-in breakfast at work tomorrow to kick off our holiday party, and I signed up to bring something.”

“Oh, that’s fun! What are you making?”

“Milk.”

“…milk?”

“Yeah, I was trying to think of things people like for breakfast, and I thought of milk.”

“Umm…?”

“Well, I signed up for milk and orange juice, but then another girl wanted to bring orange juice, so I said I’d just bring milk, which… Well, now that I’m saying it aloud, milk seems kind of weird, right?”

“Yeah, it does.”

[Laughing] “Yeah, it totally does. Man, people are going to think I’m so weird. I’m the new guy in the office who brings milk to a breakfast pitch-in.”

“Yep.”

Yum.

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