Me: (exasperated sigh)
Mildly Attractive Coworker: Yeah. I know. When do you get off?
Me: I get off at 5:30.
Mildly Attractive Coworker: Ah, that's not bad.
Me: I can't wait to get off. Getting off is the best.
(Mildly Attractive Coworker stares blankly until a customer interrupts the awkwardness.)
Curtain.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.