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Crap...I just realized that using that spray bottle at work to rinse the grill cleaner off the upper platen has affected my scrolling finger.

Anyway, one of the guys at work wanted to hook me up with his ex-girlfriend.

The conversation went something like:
Him: Hey, do you have a girlfriend?
Me, wondering where this is heading: No.
Him: I can set you up with my ex.  She's right out there.  I can call her back here if you want.
Me: I don't want a girlfriend.
Him: She's right out there.
Me: I don't care.  I don't want one.
Him: She's hot.
Me, thinking I should just tell him that I'm gay: I don't need one.
Him, turning back to working: Alright, but she'll fuck you all you want...
The conversation ended there.