Ratchet Skank

He prided himself on being an old fashioned engineer. As part of that, he refused to distinguish what type of sissy suited ‘executive’ was on his shop floor talking around him.

“Mr. Turner, if you abide by the company’s guidelines on bullying and harassment, we should be able to reduce this issue to just a reprimand in your file.”

He continued to ignore her.

“Ratchet Skank!” he called out, a young female worker hurrying over to where he pointed.

“You can’t say that!”

“…

Because it’s technically a socket wrench?”

The ‘executive’ paused.

“That only makes it around 7.5% better!”