Josh has been bringing his youngest son into the office for the past few days..
“Brecken”
That’s a white kid’s name if I’ve ever heard one…
But I didn’t hold it against him, young guy was cute as a button.
The head of HR gave him a bag of those little popper fireworks and he roamed from cubicle to cubicle, reeking terror on the office workers..
“hey Josh, do you let your boy play Nintendo?..”
He nodded as if to say of course.
“well tell me when you’re bringing him back and I’ll let him borrow my switch, I mean the guy is putting in an 8-hour shift at the office..”
Josh went to his boy and said
“Mr Justin says that if you’re good he’ll let you borrow his Nintendo tomorrow.. What do you think?”
The kid’s face lit up.
I’ve always heard that phrase and thought it was cheese dick..
But literally, The entire shape of his face changed.. The happiest creature on the fuckin planet..
I decided right then and there..
Bring in the Nintendo..
Erase all the games.
Fill it with pornography..
Satanic pornography, if I can find it, I know the chap comes from a god-fearing household…. Got to steer them right, you know?
Jokes…
I don’t interact with many children.
But when I do, I’ve always found them to be relatable.
His Nintendo feeling is very similar to my guitar pedal feeling..
So like.. I feel ya lil bro..
I’m gonna hook you up ,👍.
It was sweet, just a wholesome little interaction..
dusk 