To the Soccer girl's parent of the team I coach when he insisted I work on Defense, I said..."Hah...Yeah...Thanks!" What I meant to say was..."Seriously Dude! It is First Grade Soccer! So deal with it!"
To the grocery store checker who scolded me for getting heavy items out of the grocery cart, what I said was..."Hah...Yeah...Okay, thanks." What I meant to say was..."You kinda look more like a Dude when your angry. Just sayin. Maybe get some lip gloss or somethin".
and finally
To the VM Lady on every one's cell phone when she gives me very clear instruction on how to leave a voice mail...Wait...She's not real! Its a boring long recording that I have heard a million times! I would seriously like to know who it is that does not know how to leave a voice mail. Then I could calmly explain it to her for life, then we as a world would never, ever, ever again be instructed in great detail on how to leave a cell phone voice mail...again!!
YIPPEEEE!!!
1 comment:
LMAO!!!
Ahh...them soccer parents can get all bossy and obsessive!
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