Dear Smoke Shop,
You are sucking the life out of me. I realize having a second job is my choice, but I'm not sure we're the best fit. Usually your customers are charming and cute when they're rude. Lately they have progressively been more inappropriate. I saw, with my own eyes, an elderly lady yell a slur of obscenities over the increase in price of her favored brand. Her death stare when I suggested an "off-brand" (yes, they have off-brand cigs) tells me she is probably very lonely in life, and that the $5 pack of cigarettes set off something that had been brewing. Still, it was sad to watch.
It might be time for me to buckle down on my budgeting - and for us to part ways.
Regards.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Yes, I'm whiney
Dear Floyd,
Thank you for whipping me into shape. I never would have known staring into your adorable 9 week-old puppy eyes that one day you would be running my jiggly butt 3 miles around the park like nobody's business. It's no use to try and hold back...that just works a different set of muscles. I don't need a gym membership. I don't need to watch my calories. Wait. That's probably not true. All I need is to get your leash out and let the workout begin.
Face kissies.
Thank you for whipping me into shape. I never would have known staring into your adorable 9 week-old puppy eyes that one day you would be running my jiggly butt 3 miles around the park like nobody's business. It's no use to try and hold back...that just works a different set of muscles. I don't need a gym membership. I don't need to watch my calories. Wait. That's probably not true. All I need is to get your leash out and let the workout begin.
Face kissies.
I guess that wasn't so whiney.
Monday, February 2, 2009
gross.
Dear Neighbors,
I'm sure your enchiladas, vegetable beef soup, stew, or chili was delicious. My dog certainly appreciated it - when it backed up in to my bathtub. I hadn't noticed the disgusting mixture in the bathroom until Floyd walked into the kitchen looking like he attacked a bag of cheetos. I was confused...until I went to take a shower. Oh. My. Goodness.
You seem like nice people, but I can no longer have any respect for you. I think you flushed SHREDDED BEEF. Really? Yes, I know because I scooped a bucketful of shredded beef out of the tub. You've always played your music a little loud, and my husky would like to eat your mini-chihuahua as a snack, but now I will never look at you the same.
Love,
The Annoyed Girl Next Door
p.s. the dumpster is three steps from your back door. My I suggest dumping the pan in there next time? Thanks.
I'm sure your enchiladas, vegetable beef soup, stew, or chili was delicious. My dog certainly appreciated it - when it backed up in to my bathtub. I hadn't noticed the disgusting mixture in the bathroom until Floyd walked into the kitchen looking like he attacked a bag of cheetos. I was confused...until I went to take a shower. Oh. My. Goodness.
You seem like nice people, but I can no longer have any respect for you. I think you flushed SHREDDED BEEF. Really? Yes, I know because I scooped a bucketful of shredded beef out of the tub. You've always played your music a little loud, and my husky would like to eat your mini-chihuahua as a snack, but now I will never look at you the same.
Love,
The Annoyed Girl Next Door
p.s. the dumpster is three steps from your back door. My I suggest dumping the pan in there next time? Thanks.
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