I overheard a wonderful exchange at work today, in the education department:

“What are you doing?’

“Reading a book”

“Why?’

“Because I’m not illiterate, like you!”

“Ugh.  I don’t understand…”

What more can I say?  Except perhaps that the book was Shakespeare, and the woman reading was looking for his swear words.  Never doubt that my work is seriously surreal

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