Walk into my office at 4:45pm to open 10 accounts...on a Monday.
People who think they can bamboozle me...yeeeeeeah, see how far that'll getcha.
Walking into my boss's office with new customers right after he cut one. MY GOD, THE STENCH!
Ask me if I want whipped cream in my Granita and after I say no, you give it to me anyway. No tip for you.
Continue to deliver me my ex's mail...noooooooo, we DON'T live together.
At the grocery store, put your "closed" sign up right in front of me after I've been standing in line for 15 minutes...holy crap, are you for real?
Snap your fingers at me...I was in labor for 23 hours with you. BOW BEFORE ME.
Refuse to flush the toilet...no, George isn't going to come back up and bite you on the butt.
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