Dudes

I had a funny thing happen yesterday that made me glad I'm a dude.

Me and about 5 coworkers went out to the loading dock at my work to help unload a few things. As we made our way across the manufacturing floor we could see up in front of us a large weigher that the shipping department uses to weigh shipments. We all slowed down looking at it, and then all looked at each other. We then did the only natural thing that a bunch of dudes do: We all took turns standing on it while our exact weight was shown in big red numbers off to the side. (Keep in mind that I work with a bunch of middle aged guys, not all of whom are always in peak physical condition). As the last dude, and obviously the heaviest, got on the scale, he told us "You guys are weak. I've got you all beat". As his numbers shot past all of ours, everybody started cheering and clapping like he had just won some sort of competition. It was hilarious.

Being a dude. It's the little things.