What The Hell Wednesday
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 the linky below. Really, what the hell?
Elle
Did you hear about the guy from New Hampshire that pretended he was mentally disabled and then advertised for a nurse. A nurse went to his house to interview for the job and while she was there for the “job” he tricked her into changing his diaper. What the Hell???!!! Seriously??? Ewwwww!
As if my house wasn’t in enough disarray I now have a huge tent, made of sheets and my dining room chairs, in our family room. When we went to sit down to dinner last night there weren’t enough chairs for everyone. What The Hell??!! Then when I mention that it’s time for the fort to come down certain smaller people in the family get upset. Isn’t it funny that it doesn’t matter when Mom is upset? So, for now, we have a fort in the family room and I’ll be eating my meals with my feet up in my comfy chair in the living room.
Stacy
The other day Elle sent me a check for the blog. I brought it to the bank that the account is with, and I really was expecting the teller to ask me what Blue Monkey Butt was, or maybe even give me a hard time. But no, I go to cash the check and the teller says, “okay that will be a $7.00 fee for cashing the check since you don’t have an account here.” What The Hell? Seriously? I said, “but the check is drawn on this bank.” She argued with me back and forth a few more times, but then said that if I wanted to open an account they would waive the fee. I said, “Why would I open an account here when you have been nothing but rude to me?” Like the bank really needs that $7.00, I mean what does it even pay for? The teller is obviously getting paid to push a button and hand me the money. Who gets that $7.00?
Last night at the gym there was this guy at the very front of the gym where all the weight machines are. The thing is he wasn’t using them. He was facing everyone and doing this weird routine. He actually looked like he was practicing for a flash mob or something. What the Hell? I know he was standing under the “Judgement Free Zone” sign, but really? Why would you stand there doing some weird routine in front of everyone? Maybe over in the stretching area, but right in front of everyone? You know I wasn’t the only one judging him….I saw other people laughing too.
It’s funny how I think I have groceries in the house until I go to grab something out of a box and realize that the box is empty! What The Hell?? If you take the last one, throw the damn box away!! Why would you leave it in the freezer if you ate all the ice cream sandwiches?? It’s just mean, let’s say someone was counting on having an ice cream sandwich when she got home, and then she reached into the box to find NOTHING??? I’m thinking “she” would be really mad!!
