I'd been looking for an opportunity to impress my new boss, so I jumped at the chance when he asked if I'd had a good weekend.
"It was very productive," I said. "I taught our Bobby how to ride a bike."
"That's great," he smiled. "How old is he?"
"Ten years old," I replied.
"Oh, well that's not actually impressive at all," he sneered, walking off.
Hmm.. they must have smarter dogs where he comes from.
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