Corpse Run 193: How not to be a gentleman
That wasn’t very gentlemanly, Professor…
So, I mentioned in yesterday’s Kat’s Korner that I’m going to be starting a new job soon, so if you were wondering why I haven’t had any job rants in a while, that’s why! I actually left the store back in December and had been hopping around a few temp jobs between then and now.
So… what’s my super cool new job you ask? Drumroll… real estate agent… neat-o. I’m currently in the middle of a certification class in order to get licensed to do the job, and it’s… a barrel of monkeys exceptional higher education. Half the class spends time talking during the lessons, and a good portion of the people seem to show up exclusively to sign the attendance sheet and then leave. Super!
On the plus side, the class is pretty informative if you’re prepared to listen and take notes. On the super plus side, I get to hear some total gems from other classmates during the breaks.
Some guy talking about the diversity of New York:
“Standing in New York, you see ALL walks of life: ya got punk, ya got Christian, ya got… … Amish, everyone.”
Now, far be it for me to say, but I am pretty sure Amish people wont be found in the city. Granted, I know they have a thing when their youngsters are about to come of age and they are allowed to experience outside life for a few weeks, but chances are the Amish aren’t living in New York, doesn’t seem like their thing.
A girl talking about race relations:
“Hey, some races are all the same; you know, horses of a feather flock together.”
I don’t even know what to do with that one. Jackie suggested that she may have been referencing “horsefeathers” which came up in a word game she was playing, but who knows. I’m hoping that’s what it was, anyways.
Jackie would like to point out, by the by, that in addition to making a lewd sign with the hand gestures featured in the comic puzzle, you could also make a balloon. She doesn’t think me saying this will translate well in text… BUT IT’S POSTED HERE ANYWAYS.
Also, she just had a glass of whiskey.
“Shhhhhhhhhhhh,” says Jackie.