“Whatever you do, you can’t do that,” Sal said.
“Can’t do what?” I asked.
Don’t be sneaky, pal,” Sal said. “You know full well what I’m talking about.”
“Honestly, I don’t,” I said. “Can you give me an assist here? Cut me some slack, maybe?”
“I’ve already given you too much leeway,” Sal said. “And it gives me little comfort, but I have to put my foot down this time.”
“Listen, Sal,” I said. “Maybe I’ve developed a bunch of cobwebs in my head, but I have no idea what your objection is to my being on this afternoon’s conference call.”
Sal sighed. “The last conference call you were on you apparently forgot that it was a Zoom call. You stood up, had no pants on, and had a boner.”
“Oh right,” I said. “I guess I blocked that memory.”
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday, where the first line is, “Whatever you do, you can’t do that.” Also for these daily prompts: My Vivid Blog (sneaky), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (assist), Your Daily Word Prompt (leeway), The Daily Spur (comfort), Word of the Day Challenge (cobweb), and Ragtag Daily Prompt (conference).