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I guess I must be a boring old fart. Nobody will go to lunch with me at work. I'm not talking a tawdry let's-have-an-office-affair lunch thing. I'm talking just a friendly walk-down-the-sidewalk-and-have-a-brew-and-sandwich thing. Friendly, ya know. My office mate (we're two to an office) is sitting here and a guy we both know asks him to go to lunch. I'm sitting five feet away! Like, hello...!
But they're both younger. What a drag it is to get old.
Or maybe it's my deoderant.
I'll show them. I'll go out and have lunch by myself and then buy a record or something on the way back. Yeah, that'll get em.
I'm a pathetic loser.
But at least I have you guys.
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