this morning #1391.

this morning, after letting it slide for the entire time we’ve been working together, i decided that enough was enough. i had to ask him straight up what the heck his deal was. an hour into the workday, we crossed paths in the kitchen. after we exchanged pleasantries, i decided to go for it. looked him right in the eyes & asked “dude. why do you burp so much?” his initial reaction was akin to if i’d asked about a secret lover, a look that was a cross between “how’s he know that?” & “why would he ask that?” he sighed & tried to stifle a belch. half-succeeded. “when i get overwhelmed, it just happens. can’t help it. sorry, dude.” he looked at me & continued. “it’s kind of like how you’re turning red right now.”