I dribbled two small spots of stromboli grease on the front of the lilac silk blouse I'm wearing today. I went to the bathroom/kitchenette area down the hall to wash it off with some paper towel and dishwashing soap (the magic cure for getting out grease I'm told).
I was laughing about it with the woman who has an office right off that area, "Of course, now I'll have a soapy left boob all day."
She laughed and said, "They'll all just think you're leaking."
Why doesn't she just grab an office-approved plastic knife and stab me through the heart with it?!?!
The grease better come out of my blouse.
4 comments:
Ack! I'm sure she just opened her mouth and it flew out...she probably feels like a complete moron. I feel like a moron for her.
PS. For some reason, every time I try to type moron, I type mormon. I'm sure she doesn't feel like a mormon. heh.
Ugh.
Duuuuh....oh! ugh, some people.
OMG!! She did NOT just say that.
Why does the rest of the world have to be so freakin' oblivious all of the time?? :(
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