It’s rivalry week in college football in my state, as the two top in-state schools face off this Saturday for the annual battle of supremacy.
Often, I bet some members of the crew with differing allegiances, wear hats, shirts of the winning team if your team loses. Harmless, fun stuff. All around fun.
This year, a newer employee who is coming up for his initial review period, and not exactly impressing me, wanted to bet $100.
After informing him, I don’t typically make monetary bets; (honestly collecting from some of the guys would be painful and awkward) he was abrupt, and surprisingly said, “what, your not confidant in your team?”
Sheesh, my guy. Go to a local sportsbook, lord knows they advertise on tv every 5 minutes if you are that adamant about putting money on the line.
The response I got was; “pussy”.
Flag on the play. Penalty; Taunting. I’m not sure you realize how close to letting you go I already was.
Good thing I’m calm and level-headed.
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