"Associative Looseness"

There’s this guy two desks away from me at the office, he’s a very big, mustache American guy, who speaks on the phone as if the whole floor was his office! We could overhear everything he’s saying, even his burp…that’s how loud he is. It’s funny sometimes, like this one time he was trying to get to someone and a receptionist got his call. Then the receptionist tried to connect him to the person but the line got cut so he called again and got the same receptionist, this time the receptionist told him to hold, which he did, then the line went dead. Then he called again, now a little pissed, the same receptionist got the call again, after so much so- and so, and him telling “This is the worst receptionist, ever!”, she gave him the contact number of the person, who turned out was not in the office at that time. We were laughing our hearts out just by listening.

Then every morning he would bring in donuts, preferable Krispy Crème that Mr. Donuts (?) He would offer it to everyone but I wouldn’t dare touch it, I just don’t like eating his food. Maybe at the back of my mind I’m scared getting so big like him. He’s really obese, he walks like a penguin, and I’m guessing he doesn’t fit in the revolving door anymore. But he’s a nice guy. It’s just funny observing him and listening in on his telephone calls. As one girl office mate would say it, “ang ligalig niya”.