jmcquown wrote:
> Damsel in dis Dress wrote:
> > "jmcquown" >, if that's their real name,
wrote:
> >
> >> I worked with someone (not from a different country) who would
take
> >> a huge bite of food and then start talking. Drove me nuts. I'd
> >> look anywhere except at her because I really don't want to see her
> >> mouth full of food. She is perfectly proper in every other sense
of
> >> the word, down to making sure her slacks (even jeans!) are pressed
> >> and never a hair out of place. But put a plate in front of her and
> >> she'll take a bite and then start talking. EEEEK! But no, I
never
> >> said anything to her. I don't have to live with her or watch her
> >> eat every day. In fact, when we go out to lunch these days, I
make
> >> sure she's sitting beside me so I can look at the other people
> >> across the table instead
> >
> > Now, remember, Wayne says I have class.
> >
> > I used to work with a woman who always asked what I was eating for
> > lunch, while I was chewing it. Every day. Every damned, stinkin'
> > day. One day when she asked, I just opened my mouth and showed
her,
> > then walked away. She never bothered me again.
> >
> > Carol, the Queen of Couth
>
> Oh, I had a guy like that at the office, too. Drove me nuts. What
did you
> bring for lunch? He'd lean over my shoulder to check it out.
> Jill

Jill, whenever a guy leans over your shoulder to "check it out" he's
checking *them* out.

Sheldon