“Tell me about the rabbits, George.”
I’m George, and that’s how my co-worker Lennie greets me.
EVERY. SINGLE. MORNING.
I know–it wasn’t that funny or clever the first time he said it, and trust me: It gets less funny and less clever every day.
In fact, at this point it’s downright irritating. If he keeps it up, I may have to make like George and just kill the guy.