I really like my job because we've all been together so long that we all understand each other perfectly. Communication here takes place on every conceivable level at every conceivable speed at all times. Sometimes that makes for a lot of confusion if you don't really know what's going on.
Take, for example, this conversation I heard last week between Rose and ChevyPickup:
CP: Are you bringing that snot-nosed kid in here again? Ever?
Translation: I haven't yet made the acquaintance of your granddaughter. Will I have an opportunity anytime in the near future?
Rose: Well hell, she's been up here TWICE already! Is it my fault you never come to work anymore?
Translation: I'm sorry you missed her on her previous visits. I know you had to be abscent from work quite a bit lately due to your on-going cancer treatment.
CP: Oh yeah? Well at least I have a good excuse! What's your problem?
Translation: Yes, the cancer treatment has been a long process. I'm certainly glad its completed.
Rose: Don't get smart with me, shorty! I can't help it that you don't have any hair!
Translation: I know you must be relieved to have that behind you. You seem to be recovering nicely, and you haven't had any untoward increases in your physical stature.
CP: Bite me!
Translation: Thank you!