The boss is sitting at his desk in the corner. He's distracted by texts from his current 'girlfriend' ( usually they're from Eastern Europe, who he's met at a bar at 2am on a Sunday morning ). He's trying to write her a romantic text.
Apparently his current amour has already taken to calling him by a nickname ( some variety of cuddly animal, which he refuses to disclose ), and his thumbs are furiously roaming his impractically small keypad in an attempt to keep up the repartee.
He turns to me: 'I need an animal.'
'What do you mean, you 'need an animal'?'
'It's for my girlfriend. I need a nickname for her.'
'That Polish girl - the one you don't even like?' I'm thinking: The one you're screwing because no-one who speaks good English would go near you?.
'Yeah, her.'
'What about 'wolverine'?'
'What's that? - Like, a walrus?'
