What Grinds My Gears
I went to dinner Thursday, and on the way home, my girl was going to drop me off at a meeting. We pulled in, and there was no power in the building, so we would have the meeting outside. Since it was outside, I went home, got some cigars, and went back on my scooter.
At the meeting, I asked, and three people wanted cigars. I clipped them for them (I asked if they wanted me to clip them first)
I smoked my cigar, one other guy smoked his. One guy lit his, and never took a puff on it after that, it went out, and he took it home.
One guy, wanted a cigar, wanted me to clip it, but when I offered him a light, he put it in his pocket and said he'd save it for later.
I offered the cigars so we could all smoke together, it kind of rubbed me the wrong way that 2 out of 3 didn't smoke theirs. I wanted to say something, but I didn't. But next time, I'll offer only the guy who smoked with me a cigar.
There's only 10 types of people, those who understand binary and those who don't!
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