Phil is the co-worker who asked this question about aliens and double entry accounting. He just told me that he’s planning on calling in sick tonight.
I asked what was up. Family coming into town and he wants to catch up? Birthday and he wants to celebrate? Does he have a problem with his eyesight ’cause he just can’t see himself coming in to work?
No, he really expects to be as sick as a dog tomorrow. Kerry’s going to give his acceptance speech and Phil’s going to down a shot every time he mentions Vietnam.
I told Phil that he shouldn’t do that. Alcohol poisoning kills people every so often, and I’d hate to lose him.
Not to worry, he said. He had already thought of that. Instead of hard spirits he was going to be downing shot glasses full of beer.
Smart guy, Phil.