Natural Sceptre

As I walk into my office this morning I find the visiting partners from New York inhabiting my space. One of them was sitting at my desk and moved out of the way when I got in. First thing the guy says to me is:

“Sorry.  I left my banana on your desk.”

Nice to meet you, too.

Then he leaned over to get into his bag and accidentally almost went through mine. And I say: (get this)

“Don’t worry. The only thing you’ll find in there is saltines and dollar bills.”

What? Did that actually just come out like I’m some sort of pregnant stripper? Yes, yes it did. Awkward.  Possibly the most awkward conversation of my entire life.