Today I spent a good chunk of my morning in a meeting to discuss and decide trash and recycling containers for the new building. No kidding, locations of what trash container would go into what room. Up until now the only "Slim Jim" in my world was a dehydrated jerky product or a tool used when I lock my keys in the car; and a "Brute" was an oaf who cut in front of me at the bar.
For those of you who are wondering, we decided the Dean's office was no place for a "brute" - sometimes I crack myself up!
Doris gave me a polite chuckle, but that's because we share an office.