I can hear my manager clipping his fingernails through my office wall. Gross. Do that kind of thing at home.
4 comments:
Anonymous
said...
I was at a football game at my old college, way up in the stands, walking up the steep, narrow staircase to find my folks.
En route, I see a guy, ankle up on his opposite knee, shoe and sock OFF, with his foot in one hand, a toenail clipper in the other, and the most horribly self-satisfied/thoughtful expression on his face.
I graduated from BYU with a degree in Mechanical Engineering in April of 2003, and moved out to Colorado to take a great job in the aerospace industry the following June.
On June 21, 2007 I married the man of my dreams, the ear doctor. I'm looking forward to starting our life together, and laughing a lot along the way.
The point of this blog is to be entertained. It is meant as nothing more than that...entertainment!
4 comments:
I was at a football game at my old college, way up in the stands, walking up the steep, narrow staircase to find my folks.
En route, I see a guy, ankle up on his opposite knee, shoe and sock OFF, with his foot in one hand, a toenail clipper in the other, and the most horribly self-satisfied/thoughtful expression on his face.
*shudder*
GAH-ROSS!
Why don't some people learn our Western socially acceptable code of behavior?
I suppose that if everyone were sensible and informed, I wouldn't have a pseudonym OR a blog.
I think these twits have an eye out for my self-interest.
For that I thank them, the freaks.
There are SOOOO many people here who do that. It drives my friend *nuts* but for some reason I can tune it out and never hear it.
Post a Comment