If you know me, you know that I am not a girly girl. At times I put effort into my appearance, but to be honest, not that often do I dress up, do my hair, etc. Partly because I am too lazy...ok, ok, MOSTLY because I am too lazy, and partly because it is not functional in my day to day work. I need to be ok when I get pooped, barfed, and peed on...and that HAS happened all in the same day...
Moving along...
One day my friend Melissa and I decided to "pamper" ourselves and get our nails done. I have terrible nails to begin with because I have been biting them for as long as I can remember. Sexy, I know.
Sorry men, I'm taken.
After our nails were done, I was particularly shocked at how long and thick they were, but I thought I just wasn't used to them.
Later that I went to work with the boy who has a REALLY short fuse. We were practicing "losing games" We started to get to the end of the board game and he could tell that I was going to win. He started to panic and yelled,
"I'M NOT PLAYING ANYMORE!"
I said, "Yep, we are going to finish the game, then we will play something else,"
"NOOOOO!" he screamed and threw the board..
I told him, "Lets go get the board and set it back up, it is not ok to throw the game"
He yelled at me "DON'T TALK TO ME ...WITH YOUR MEATY CLAWS!!!"
I looked at my newly done nails and laughed to myself....
He was right, they WERE "meaty claws"

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