misdirection

Lately, I have this awful habit of laughing out loud at people (and not WITH them).

I had a conversation Lexar customer service, and was immediately able to tell that it had been outsourced to India. We kept asking each other to repeat what we had said, which was a little annoying, but we eventually got the issue resolved. At the end of the call, he said, "Thank you again for calling Lexar. If you have any further questions or concerns, you can reach me at this phone number. And again, my name is Marshall." I guffawed (Mrs. Black said that word would show up on the SAT and it didn't... What a cunt.) heartily and wanted to call him out on his shit and ask what his real name was... Like his BIRTH name, not his slave name that the man gave him.

The other instance was a bit more sleeper, before it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was at the checkout counter at Microcenter. I looked downward at the merchandise as she told me the total price, then handed her my credit card. I continued inspecting what I was buying until she requested to see my drivers license. For those of you who may not have seen my license picture, I'm making a prototypical Sol-face ---> :D ...I looked up at her as she began making some lame joke about it, and that's when I noticed her snaggletooth sticking out like a boner in boxers and LOLed. I think she thought it was because of her lame joke, but I was actually LOLing at her crazy snaggletooth. Maybe she knew. I laughed a little too hard for it to be at a joke of such low caliber.