When you're at work at a retail store, you're kind of cut off from the world until you get home. (Unless you're one of those assholes who's constantly trolling Twitter on their phone.) So today, I was working with bossbro, and two of our repeat offenders came up to the counter.
"OMG," the one guy said. "Roger Ebert died today!" Which is terrible news, and news we had not been aware of. But then this guy said:
"PSYCH!"
Really, bro?
"Uhh, so is Roger Ebert dead or not dead?" we asked.
"Oh, no, he's definitely dead," he said. "I don't know why I said psych."
R.I.P. Roger Ebert. You deserve a better eulogy.
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