March 22, 2010
And THEN She Said...
BILLI, on the phone with me:
*sigh* I just found a diaper and a pair of pants in the dining room. I gotta go. I think there's a half-naked boy running around my house.
PhD BOSS, about mid-way through Friday afternoon:
I have been so uncool as a boss today.
You see what's wrong with this one, right? He said, "Today."
The MOM-OF-THREE in the cube next to me:
Why isn't anyone in my whole family answering the damn phone?!
What I wanted to say: "They've probably all been murdered and are lying in pools of their own blood, and that's why they're not answering."
But then I figured, with my luck, they probably were lying there disemboweled, and she'd go home and discover all their bodies, and then I'd be real asshole. That kind of stuff always happens to me.
Comments
1) That's why I don't have kids. If anyone is going to be pantsless, it's going to be me.
2) In four years I thought my boss was cool once. He was in a lot of pain before having surgery on his leg and said 'I could really go for a Bob Marley-sized joint right now'. Only time he was cool.
3) Probably a good idea you didn't say that. Just like it would have been a good idea if I hadn't impersonated a deaf person doing sign language when I don't know sign language.
Posted by: Hope at March 22, 2010 03:31 PM