So I was hungry today at work, but alas, I had no money. Normally it wouldn’t be a big deal, but I was also thirsty. Now, hungry I could deal with, but thirsty is something I hate being. I needed to do something…but what?
Well, I could have borrowed a dollar, but seriously, I don’t like borrowing money. Borrowing money is like giving someone a free ticket to ask you for money later. “Remember that dollar you owe me?” “How’s about you buy me this and we’ll call it even.” I hate this. I hate this mainly because I don’t carry money on my person ever. So, when someone asks me for the money, or to spot them, I know i’m going to have to end up looking like a poor idiot who doesn’t want to admit that technology hasn’t replaced paper money and metal coin yet.
(Side note: I hear the USA is planning on stopping production of pennies. This would have been a smart idea, like…i don’t know, forty years ago. Today though, we’re all moving to digital money, and while it’s a frightening thought, metal and paper will soon not be anywhere in our currency.)
Anyway, my other option was to ask someone for money, just flat out, but I’m not a bum, so scratch that idea.
So, while I was thinking about stealing it, or starting a tab at our cyber cafe, I came up with something quiet remarkable. I approached a coworker and asked her a simple question that would change my life forever.
“Can I forever borrow a dollar?”
And I never have to pay her back.
You just got moved, via mover.
(Update: It has now worked 2 times. I think people just think it’s funny, so they play along. I say that’s fine, so long as i get a dollar!) (I’ve also noticed that putting a “!” at the end of one-liners or punch lines kills the joke like none other.)
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