a conversation at work not that long ago:

co-worker: What would you do if someone gave you a bunny?
me: Smack them.
co-worker: *looking alarmed*
me: Hard.
co-worker: *still looking alarmed*
me: Wait. Are we talking about a real rabbit or a fake bunny?
co-worker: Fake.
me: Oh. Well then, fake bunny is okay. A real one will get you seriously hurt.

This morning I washed my face with my hair conditioner. Only sightly less worrisome than the day I realized my shirt was inside out at the end of the day after I got home from work.

At work it came to our attention that one of our student workers has gotten another job at a major department store without informing us. It raised some questions with his supervisor. She wondered out loud, Does that mean he's leaving? Is that a temporary holiday job? Will that cut into his work hours with us? At this point I stop her and say, Yes we definitely need to ask him questions... 1. Does he get a discount. 2. How much is that discount. And 3. Does that discount apply to items already on sale or clearance. She was only slightly amused at our difference in priorities.