What The Hell Wednesday~49
Wednesdays are great for Wordless and Wordful posts, but we decided to go a different route and create our own Wednesday fun. We figured what the hell. That’s how we started What The Hell Wednesday. Who are we kidding? That’s pretty much how we decide on almost everything. If you want to play along, grab our button on the sidebar, link up to us in your post and don’t forget to sign in to McLinky below. Really, what the hell?
Stacy
Today at work I had to print coupons for a few different people. I went around and delivered the coupons to everyone. Each person said thank you, except for Darth Vader. Okay, her name isn’t Darth Vader, but the way she sighs all the time, she sounds like him. So I give her the coupons, I go to walk away and she says, “Stacy, from now on, I want you to put my coupons on my desk right here like this.” What The Hell?? Who do you think you are?? Telling me what to do?? How about a thank you?? Somehow I managed to say, “OR I could put them in your mailbox.” I guess when it all happened everyone around got real quiet and they were just waiting for me to lose it with her. Of course when I didn’t they all had to tease me, and for the rest of the day I kept hearing, “Stacy, from now on you need to do that this way, etc.”
Last week my son had “tagging” for football. If you don’t know, “tagging” is when they go with their uniform on and stand out in front of a store and harass people for money ask for a donation. My son went to one of the really big State Liquor Stores near the Mass border, on a Friday night. He made a fortune!! Well, the Mother that brought him asked me if I wanted anything from there. The thing is, in NH you can’t get real alcohol unless you go to the State Liquor store, they don’t sell it anywhere else. So I asked for a bottle of Bailey’s and a bottle of Kahlua. When she came back she said, “oh, go get the bag of alcohol out of my car for Stacy.” And my 12 year old son says very loudly in front of a lot of other parents, “why do you have to be a drunk?” WHAT THE FREAKIN’ HELL KID???? First off, I NEVER drink, and if I do, it’s one drink at night when the kids are in bed! But he has to come out with me being a drunk!!!! This is why 5th grade was way too early for him to take a D.A.R.E. class at school! He took everything way too seriously!! Believe me I needed a drink that night!!
Elle
I just have to say I have wicked awesome co-workers. The only thing I can complain about is that since they are all so wicked awesome they don’t give me any What The Hell Wednesdayco-worker stories like Stacy’s Darth Vader. I guess I could complain that most of them are Yankees fans and I’m a Red Sox fan. It’s sort of sad how they are all misguided like that 😉
The other night my husband and I were watching TV and there was an ad for a stupid new product to make it easier to wash your feet. The people in the commercial had all the flexibility of a board and just couldn’t wash their feet. My favorite line of the commercial was “Stop ruining your sheets every night”. What The Hell??!!! Who gets their feet so filthy they ruin their sheets? What are these people doing, spreading manure in the field in bare feet??? If their feet are that dirty they must have some serious issues that even this product can’t help.
We have 2 cats, well one cat and one giant monster kitten. When we got the kitten she was perfectly happy drinking water out of a bowl but since our other cat will only drink running water out of the tub she’s turned into a tub drinking diva. Every single time she drinks water then she hops out of the tub and goes behind the toilet and stares at the wall. Every. Single. Time. What The Hell cat??!! Even the kids have noticed her strange behavior. I would’ve taken a picture, but really, the internet doesn’t need a picture of my toilet. No idea why she does this, but it makes me wonder why our animals are never normal.
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