Coworker: *sneezes*
Me: Bless you
CW: *sneezes*
M: Bless you
CW: *sneezes*
M: Bless you
CW: *sneezes*
M: *stabs them in the neck with a pen*
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Me, not making eye contact: Oh shit, I’m being weird.
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Passenger: no thanks
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Me: Why are you living in the past?
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