Bad Day October 9, 2007
Posted by carpebanana in : Ramblings , 2commentsYesterday was a bad day. Not world class bad day like this:
but just pesky bad, like this:
At dinner Devastatingly Handsome was eating some granola with milk (yes, a real dinner was cancelled in favor of P & J sandwiches, banana splits, and granola for those who were still hungry) and mentioned, “Sesame seeds float,” and it struck me that this was the best news I’d heard all day. That kind of bad day.
And, how cool is this, just as I was about to post, this came in my inbox from GCFL:
Bad DayA little guy is sitting at the bar just staring at his drink
for half an hour when this big trouble-making biker steps
next to him, grabs his drink and gulps it down in one swig.
The poor little guy starts crying.
“Come on man. I was just giving you a hard time,” the biker
says. “I can’t stand to see a man crying.”
“This is the worst day of my life,” says the little guy
between sobs. “I can’t do anything right. I overslept and
was late to an important meeting, so my boss fired me. When
I went to the parking lot, I found my car was stolen and I
don’t have any insurance. I grabbed a cab home but, after
the cab left, I discovered my wallet was still in the cab.
At home I found my wife in bed with the gardener and my dog
bit me. So I came to this bar trying to work up the courage
to put an end to my life, and then you show up and drink the
poison!”