My job cracks me up

Coworker: Did she seem satisfied when she left?
Me: Oh yeah, she’s fine.
Coworker: She’ll probably want me to stick it in. Is it hard?
Me: No, you just open the box and slide it in.
Coworker: That’s it?
Me: Yeah, just open the box, find a slot, and slide it in. Easy as pie.
Coworker: Oh, I can do that.

(Context: a customer had come in with a wireless PCI card she’d bought, wanting to show it to us to see if it would work. For some reason, all the vocab – hard, box, slot, etc. – suddenly struck me as being fucking hysterical.

Yes, you’re right. It’s late. I’m out.)

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