Hello readership! Today we take on Roger in his lunch break with his boys Liam and Hamid. His Team Lead Travis is also trying to relax for a few minutes in a stressful Wednesday
ROGER: OK! WHO'S THE FUNNY GUY THAT CLOGGED UP THE TOILET?
LIAM: Too much information Roger.
ROGER: It's the same story every week. When I'm going on lunch break, there's a bathroom bandit with a colon problem that terrorizes the toilet.
TRAVIS: Just call the security Roger, it's no big deal.
ROGER: NO BIG DEAL? I HAVE NATURAL NEEDS TOO MAN.
HAMID: Pucker up!
LIAM: Eeeew! I'm eating!
TRAVIS: Guys, no toilet talk during lunch break.
ROGER: Excuse me? I'm discussing an important sanitary issue here.
TRAVIS: Damn, just go get the janitor Rog! Let us eat.
ROGER: Don't put your workers in the same sentence than you, you corporate fiend!
TRAVIS: Man, you'll never get over the fact that I got that promotion over you? Maybe if you'd be more polite to clients, Anacom Solutions would have promoted you instead of me. Your issue resolving rate is through the roof.
ROGER: Maybe if I had polite and decent clients, I'd be polite and decent with them. I'm just a tool of the wrath of god man.
TRAVIS: Because you're religious now?
ROGER: Metaphorically speaking.
HAMID: You should stop eating spicy Roger, it's not good for your bowels.
ROGER: You tell me!
LIAM: I can't stand spice. Last time I ate Tacos I had to call off work the next day.
HAMID: *laughs*
TRAVIS: I'm sorry Liam, maybe I'm just close minded, but I've seen you eating the same exact lunch every day for two years...in what occasion exactly did you eat Tacos?
LIAM: My twenty first birthday.
ROGER: It's true man, too much Tacos really can kill your legs.
LIAM: It was not my legs that got killed.
ROGER: Yeah I can figure that out.
TRAVIS: GUYS!
ROGER: What? We're in lunch time, we're unwinding!
LIAM: Yeah Travis. You're my boss on the floor, not in the lunch break room.
TRAVIS: I'm your boss every morning when you put a foot in the building until the moment you leave.
ROGER: *cracks fingers* Oh REALLY?
TRAVIS: Yeah, you got a problem with that Rog?
ROGER: Don't call me Rog, you pompous guy! My friends call me Rog.
TRAVIS: Roger, whatever...
ROGER: It's Mister Spivey for you.
TRAVIS: Bullshit, if I have to call you Mister Spivey, you'll call me Master Goldrick.
ROGER: Master Goldick sounds find with me.
TRAVIS: GOLDRICK, WITH AN R, LIKE ROGER.
ROGER: Don't associate my name with yours Goldick.
TRAVIS: DON'T CALL ME GOLDICK YOU INSUBORDINATE PIECE OF SHIT!
HAMID: Hey, that's not cool! If Roger goes to HR with that, I can testify you called him a piece of shit.
LIAM: Yeah, it's a disrespect of the Anacom Solutions code of ethics.
TRAVIS: OH, BECAUSE HE RESPECTS THE CODE OF ETHICS?
HAMID: Roger is a rebel! Like The Renegade, but on the phone.
LIAM: You kinda look like Lorenzo Lamas Rog!
ROGER: Thanks!
LIAM: But without the hair!
TRAVIS: I'm sorry Roger.
ROGER: Better be, now eat your sandwich and leave your working force alone.
TRAVIS: How's the VP Hotline doing Hamid?
HAMID: There's no VPs calling.
TRAVIS: What d'you mean? There was twelve calls only thing morning
HAMID: Only people impersonating VPs.
TRAVIS: I don't get it.
HAMID: VPs are nice, what I got on the phone were screaming harlots.
ROGER: Also known as VP assistant *bumps knuckles with Hamid*
TRAVIS: Twelve calls is a lot, what do they call about.
HAMID: I'm not sure.
TRAVIS: WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU'RE NOT SURE.
HAMID: They talk so much nonsense I'm not exactly sure what they want.
TRAVIS: What did you do to their machine.
HAMID: You know, the usual, clear the cookies, verify the state of their wireless connection. A little of this, a little of that.
TRAVIS: Were they satisfied?
HAMID: Yes, they seemed so.
TRAVIS: Why did they call then?
ROGER: That's what I'm trying to figure out everyday.
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