Had this text exchange with my boss today.
Me: Hey boss, Pedro was moving some boxes and somehow a hand truck fell over and hit him in the face. I think his nose is broken.
Boss: Jesus...
Me: No, Pedro.
Boss: /facepalm
Dadjoked by my mum.
I'm moving to Spain in September, and my mum was worried I was going to get fat.
To reassure her, I said "Don't worry, I'll find a gym when I'm out there."
She replied "That might be difficult, they're usually called Pedro or Juan out there."
