Banter. in The Napkin.

So B is getting a large drink and my gay manager chimes over the headset, “That’s because B likes swallowing.”

Now, it’s small chiding, but I absolutely love being over-the-top to silence him. I walk over and say, “You see, when you’re going down on a guy, you have the option of whether to spit or swallow. But when you’re going down on a chick, and the juices are flowing, you have no option but to swallow.”

After a brief eyeroll and sigh, he says, “I’ll be outside.”

I win!. It’s funny, some people have the impression he’s all angry and shit. Not really. If you just do your job, he leaves you alone. And he knows not to haze me, because I will take retaliation waaaayy too far.