Death and Coffee

Overheard at work, early in the morning, near the coffee machine,

Tamil Man: My mon died and so I had to come back.

Amrikka type woman: Oh, your mom passed away? Sorry to hear that.

Tamil Man: Yes, she died and so that quarter I had to be here.

One Response to “Death and Coffee”

  1. anon Says:

    puriyala

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