Every day at lunch time, at just about 12:20 PM, the old dude exits the front lunch room leaving behind manager D and flunky P and I just sit there and listen as they talk about cars and sports. I find it funny as hell because it seems as if it is a running dialogue that picks up right where it left off the day before.
As for sports, not a big fan myself, but really now, there is nothing to talk about, so all they do every day is talk about the speculation... will there be a baseball season? Will there be this? Will there be that? And I sit there thinking who in the hell cares? Let these players go get real jobs and work for a living. But you know, let's give the white guys something to watch while they drink their beer on the couch.