I was walking down the hallway and caught up with my boss and a co-worker who were in the middle of a conversation. What I caught was my boss saying, "I said to him, 'you don't poop on your friends. I'm your friend and you pooped on me. You don't poop on your friends.' That's a fundamental truth."
I'm fairly certain she was speaking of a kindergartener who had literally pooped on her, but as my co-worker nodded her agreement it got me thinking about that concept in a figurative sense. I think it is a fundamental truth - you don't poop on your friends...if you want to keep them.
I suppose, at the same time, that can be a true measure of friendship - those moments when your brain shuts off and you inadvertently poop on your friends. If they're still you're friend in the end, I think you can be sure you've got something there.
I'd just like to end by saying that I'm sorry if I've ever pooped on you - literally or figuratively. And thanks for stickin' with me.
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