The Reluctant Receptionist

Robin: i want a puppy. i want an italian greyhound. and i want to name it iris or nigel.
me: HAAAAAAAA. i’m sorry, that can never compete with my puppies, glen and linda.
Robin: iris the italian greyhound
me: HAAAAAAAAAAA
Robin: and greyhounds are the prissiest dogs ever. and you have to brush its teeth. and it won’t step on wet grass. and it gets cold.
me: and you actually want this?
Robin: so you have to put it in sweaters.
me: you are inSANE. you can just TELL what a prissy dog that is
Robin: PRISSY
oh my god. and it’s “timid”
me: HA
Robin: and basically has social anxiety disorder, so it just stays with you
me: glen and linda
Robin: nigel or iris
me: well i’m sorry but my brother and sister pugs will kick timid iris’s sweater wearing ass. they’ll chase her right onto wet grass
Robin: and then she’ll cry. CUTE. maybe i identify with her social anxiety
me: oh probably.