(Carrboro is where the Triangle keeps most of its hippies)
Co-worker walks up to my boss’s door, leans against it, sighs, and asks me what he was going to ask my boss.
Me: You were going to ask him to make friendship bracelets with you.
Co-worker, to boss: Will you make friendship bracelets with me?
Boss: JENNI, I THOUGHT YOU MOVED OUT OF CARRBORO.