I had a little conversation with a co-worker over email today that made me feel oddly self-satisfied in ways that it shouldn’t. It also tells me I need to learn how to interact like a total non-dork sometimes. That will be tricky. We’ll call that one a “long-term goal.”
Co-worker: I made a peach pie with a half the sugar the other day. It is surprising just how different it was. Not so sweet, and maybe a touch less flavor, but my goodness, it was really refreshing and light. It was one of those mistakes that turned out not what you wanted, but good nevertheless.
Me: I bet if you made it with 2/3 the sugar it would boost the flavor but keep the lightness and refreshingness. I really want to make pie. Pie pie pie pie. With blueberries. Or blackberries. Oooh! Or chicken pots.
Co-Worker: I so want to make blackberry ice cream I can almost taste it. What are chicken pots?
Me: Duh, they’re what you use to make chicken pot pie.
Co-Worker: You want to make a chicken pot pie in summer?
Me: No, but I wanted to confuse you with references to chicken pots.
Co-Worker: I’m lost…. You have succeeded.
Me: I believe my work here is done. I’m going home.