This was posted over 18 years ago; my opinions, thoughts, attitude, and writing style may have evolved since then, and this post might have been different if it were to be posted today.
associate director of federal accounts customer service: “i can’t stay and talk for long, i need to get my spaghetti-os…”
me: “…did he just say he needs to get his spaghetti-os?”
coworker: “yup, that’s what he said.”
me: “if *i* were the associate director, i know i’d be having something a bit more ‘executive’ than spaghetti-os for lunch.”
coworker: “oh yeah? like what?”
me: “um …chef boyardee?”