Mr. Brasseal is weird(in a good way)

I was working on Sunday and I was just standing at my terminal. Then Mr. Brasseal walks up with a Zoes cup and fills it up with sprite. Then he turns to me with his legs crossed, his free hand on his hip, nods his head and says " How's it goin'?" I said awesome and he left. That man is my boss, and so is "Pam". I wish "Pam" would curl her hair with a curling iron and then drop it in her mouth and she chokes on it, there's your buckets for ya.