Not literally, but I would guess 99% of the guys I work with were in frats. And I work with about 90% guys (who are all in their early to mid twenties).
Right now, the guys on my team are challenging each other to see who can eat 3 italian beef sandwiches. If I hear "three beefs" one more time, I might scream. I do not care how many beefs you've eaten. There is a small crowd gathered around one guy's desk as I assume he is taking down his third beef. If anyone is curious who organized this beef eating contest, it's the same guy I have already posted about. Yes, the one who calls himself "Daddy".
We are also in the midst of a sales contest that revolves around donuts.
Serenity now.
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I was a witness to a similar competition that had a VERY unpleasant ending. Needless to say, I steer clear of these sorts of shenanigans now.
Btw - I tagged you!
I laughed out loud at "serenity now".
Hi Bailey! I'm feeling pretty good, thanks for asking. Though the constant heartburn and indigestion is really hampering my ability to eat like a pig the way I want to... hope you're feeling good too. Sorry about the foot injury! On top of already sore feet. Drag.
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