snarky and surly:
Yeah, you, Mo Figuls.
Next time you bitch that no one gave you keys, how about telling the person you're guilt-tripping into taking her lunch break to bring them to you--how about telling her you're NOT at work today??!?
There's nothing I hate more...well, few things I hate more....than going to a record store while I'm broke, 'cos it's just such torture for me. And I went to give you those damn keys, and you...were....not...there!!!!
I am now the official Killradio Key Nazi. No keys for you.