I wish I had a dollar for every time I heard, “I love you, too” in this office. I could pay my cell phone bill each month. And probably my gas bill.
They can literally (and I use the term literally) talk to someone on the phone at 10:15am, end it with “I love you, too”, forget something, redial at 10:18am, and end this call with another “I love you, too”. And this goes on all day. Every. Day.
No, that’s not right. There’s one chick here who closes with “I love you more.” And yes, sometimes repeats it in the inevitable volley of mores.
Dear God, people. Is this necessary? Do you know how ridiculous this sounds? No, of course you don’t.
