My day as a thought experiment:
7:42 a.m. - Please God, let me die.
8:38 a.m. - Doesn't this kid ever stop talking?
9:23 a.m. - If you cut me off again, I will drive you into the fucking ditch, you stupid cow.
9:24 a.m. - Die assholes.
9:25 a.m. - I don't think all this rage is healthy for me.
9:26 a.m. - Fuckers!!
10:02 a.m. - I like my chair. Hey, why is an actuary calling me?
10:07 a.m. - Goddamnit! Someone's going to pay.
11:16 a.m. - Walking through the office. Pretend to be nice.
11:47 a.m. - Cold red beans and rice. Yum.
12:32 p.m. - Asshole printer. Will I get fired if I throw it out the window?
1:22 p.m. - How hard can it be to collate something? Fucking impossible, apparently.
2:17 p.m. - AAAARGH!! I forgot to call him back!
3:15 p.m. - This guy talks more than my kid.
3:35 p.m. - Shit, I'm late!!
3:42 p.m. - If you cut me off again, I will drive you into the fucking ditch, you stupid cow.
3:57 p.m. - Don't look at me like that, I'm three minutes early.
4:49 p.m. - If you cut me off again, I will drive you into the fucking ditch, you stupid cow.
5:22 p.m. - Reheated porksicles. Yum.
5:25 p.m. - Nothing would give me more pleasure than driving across town to pick you up, son.
5:28 p.m. - If you cut me off again, I will drive you into the fucking ditch, you stupid cow.
7:00 p.m. - My boss is stopping by for a drink?
7:01 p.m. - I wonder how much insurance I'd get if the house burned down.
7:02 p.m. - I wonder if there's enough liquor in the house.
9:45 p.m. - That went better than expected.
9:59 p.m. - Damn kids, where'd they leave the damn remote?
10:15 p.m. - Please God, let me die.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
A Day In The Life
Posted by Snag at 5:57 PM
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7 comments:
Smile, Snag!
I guess it's a good thing cars don't have thought bubbles.
You have a foul mouth.
And only in the Midwest would a boss stop by for a housecall. If they did that here in the East: they'd get shot.
MD recommends bourbon is large quantities, and the selling of all firearms.
Sounds like you need a chili dog.
Trust me; I would trade any day this week for a day like yours. October never works for me.
if you were younger and hipper, this could have been "my day, via Twitter."
it was still hysterical though.
at the end, I like to think that your tv was stuck on Grey's Anatomy.
"if you were younger and hipper"
Ouch! Oh poor, Snag, you old coot! First Pinko links to you via some nasty 80's song and now this dis. :(
Of course, BG and I were also linked to by Baby Pinko... I'm wondering, are we all Early Bird Bloggers?
Thank you Dr. MD. I have taken your suggestion, except for the selling the firearms part.
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