Me: I mean, yes. I suck at pool, but it’s fun to finally have, like, an actual hobby.
My editor: You know I have a pool table in my house.
Me: You have a what table in the where now?
My editor: It’s on a little balcony that overlooks the large-screen TV.
My writing partner: Do you live in a sports bar?
My editor: Do you guys want to come over on…
Me: He’s cute.
Random coworker: Who?
Me: Him. The guy in casting.
Random coworker: Casting?
Random coworker: Boyfriend.
Me: You sure?
Random coworker: Yep.
Me: That’s all right. I’m probably, like, eighty years older than him anyway.
Random coworker: Probably.