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Some devil got a hold of my tongue this afternoon, that's all I can say for myself.

One of our Annoying Part-Time Staff, christened "Markansas" by New Boss (NB was funny, who knew?), was hanging out in the shop to avoid the heat this afternoon. And, needless to say, getting on my nerves, because I'd come in from the water truck at 3pm completely overheated and cranky. Since neither Shop Steward nor I would talk to him, he wandered out to the wash bay and started playing with stuff. A minute later he comes in with an aerosol can, all amused and proud of himself.

Markansas, waving can at the adults in the room: "So, this stuff actually work?"
I glance at the can, enough to register that it's spray-on Skin Shield, and mumble, "Skin Shield, yeah, what about it?"
Markansas: "No, the can says Foreskin Shield."

Sure enough, some smartass on staff had modified the label. Probably one of the PT guys who'd worked for us about 3 years ago, that was their brand of humor.

Markansas: "I'm gonna take this with me when I go out tomorrow night. Cheaper than condoms."
I say: "You'd probably want something a bit more effective than that."
Markansas: "You mean, like a contact or something?"
Me, trying to ignore him and read email: "Well, you would know your size."
Markansas: ............

He left the office a moment later, and didn't come back in. Shop Steward told me that bit came out a bit harsher than I had meant it to.