I’ve been working on day shift for the past couple of weeks. I don’t usually have to deal with sports scores on night shift, especially not playoff scores out of Detroit (since I’m out here on the west coast). And even so, most of the guys I normally work with already know not to tell me scores unless I ask. But on day shift, no, not so much. And today, I was checking the Tigers-Red Sox score when a day-shifter walks up and starts talking to me about it. Here is a rundown of our conversation.

Day-Shifter: So, do you like basketball as well?

The Chad: Yep, I like alot of sports

DS: I was watching the Pistons game at home, it’s like 73-76 I thin..

The Chad: SHUTUP SHUTUP SHUTUP

DS: What?

TC: I’m Recording it and wanna watch it when I get home. I don’t wanna know the score.

DS: Oh, well it’s okay. The games not over. It’s close I think.

TC: SHUT. UP.  I don’t want to know.

DS: I think it’s still third quarter, so there’s still plenty of time for the score to change.

The Chad: I DONT WANT TO KNOW. STOP FUCKING TALKING ABOUT IT. JUST SHUT. THE FUCK. UP. I’m going to watch it the second I get home, so if you say one more word about it, I’m gonna shove this [confidential material] right in your freakin’ eyeball.

Seriously, WTF? What part of SHUT THE FUCK UP don’t people understand, especially when it comes to sports scores?

PS: Oh, and the Pistons won, going up 2-0 in the series.

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