Fear Begins at The Workplace

Back at the Hellmouth when I worked the café, we had just hired a very strange girl for our newest barista. Str-ange. And this is me saying this, okay? So this chick, let's refer to her as Helga, well, she was working with our resident dredlocked hunk, who was not terribly crazy about Helga, her wardrobe, her neediness, or her overly enthusiastic behaviour. She turns to our café hotboy and says out of nowhere, "I have to take Mordecai to the doctor's after work today." His response? "Is that your bird?" I guess I find this so funny b/c Mordecai was actually one of Helga's roommates. She was living with a married couple who welcomed her in as the third party in their West Hollywood style sexual proclivities adventure. I don't wanna judge, but I met this couple. Looked like they just got rejected at a casting call for extras in a David Lynch film. These people were sideshow scary, ya know what I'm sayin'? I was grateful when she left and took her lovers with her.