Wednesday, April 13, 2005


My Father-in-law passes on all sorts of emails to me everyday. This one made me smile today...I guess I've been a little irritated about least it's good to know I'm sane?!

The little plastic thing in the middle of the sunglasses you are trying to try on.

The person behind you in the supermarket runs his cart
into the back of your ankle.

The elevator stops on every floor and nobody gets on.

There's always a car riding your tail when you're slowing
down to find an address.

You open a can of soup and the lid falls in.

The tiny red string on the Band-Aid wrapper never works for you.

You can never put anything back in a box the way it came.

Three hours and three meetings after lunch you look in the
mirror and discover a piece of parsley stuck to your front tooth.

You slice your tongue licking an envelope.

Your tire gauge lets out half the air while you're trying
to get a reading.

There are always one or two ice cubes that won't pop out
of the tray.

Your daughter left a tissue in her pocket and now it's all over the whole load of wash.

The car behind you blasts its horn because you let a pedestrian
finish crossing.

You set the alarm on your digital clock for 7pm instead of 7am.

You rub on hand cream and can't turn the bathroom doorknob
to get out.

You have to inform five different sales people in the same
store that you're just browsing.

You reach under the table to pick something off the floor
and smash your head on the way up.

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