"You're a cock blocker" he says to me.
I'm simply trying to help the new dishwasher, started tonight, avoid the same pitfall the beautician fell into.
And so when I catch them talking, if I have time, I make sure to relay important messages like:
"You're son called, it was his fourth birthday, he wanted to know why you never want to see him...."
or
"Oh, there's a letter about the child support you haven't paid, they're going to be garnishing your wages..."
or
"The STD clinic called again...."
or
"You're girlfriend called to say the twins need more diapers if you could pick some up after work.."
or
"Did you read about the recall on the penis enlargement pills you've been taking? You should, there are some serious side effects..."
He takes it in good humor, overall, but still he's annoyed.
"You're a cock-blocker" he says to me.