How not to insult me.

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Wednesday we got a snow storm. All my afternoon meetings cancelled so my boss told us we could work at home for the afternoon if we wanted.

About noon the test engineer and I went out to clean off our cars and head home.
He and I are both big people. Over six feet tall and not light. (He used to be a football player, I’m just fat…)

As we were cleaning our cars off, the company machinist came walking through the parking lot.

"You’re going home?" He asked. "It’s only a little snow! What are you, pussies?"
I stopped cleaning my car and turned towards him.

"That’s right," I said, walking over. He’s not much taller than my elbows. "We’re pussies. In fact, I’m Mr. Pussy. You got a problem with that?"

He looked up at me. He looked over at the equally big test engineer who was laughing at him.
"No. No problem," he said, and turn and went into the building.

Now, I’m not saying I am difficult to insult. I actually take offense at all sorts of things.
But, if that’s the best insult you’ve got, don’t expect it to go far with me…