Showing posts with label laughter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laughter. Show all posts

Monday, July 27, 2009

Weekend Projects!









This weekend, I finally finished my new brights blanket. I really love it! My sister pointed out just how easy it would be to keep all the blankets we make, but we just don't have the space!



Also pictured above are the new awesome soap savers I made for me and Big T. Big T has started a blog, by the way! He's one of my followers, listed as jables1985, so check him out. I'm sure he is much different than you ever imagined.



Also, I finished up the leg warmers for my new friend in Ireland, Micki. I shipped them out today and can't wait for her to get them. I made up the patter myself. It can really only be used with super bulky yarn, though. If you'd like the pattern, just let me know. I'm happy to share, but I'm short on time here.



I had a great weekend. I spent time with all my wonderful lady friends, coming within inches of my life as I stared a semi straight in the face whilst my older, wiser sister took a left turn when it was in fact not her turn and also when I became so short of breath after a serious bout of laughter during another of our lengthy conversations about lady parts! We visited the mall and a few craft stores, made little to no actual purchases, and yet, we had a fantastic time together. I hope they are all ready for my bachelorette party in less than a month!!



Anyway, I hate to be so short with you, but for those of you attention challenged, this short post is a gift to you. You know who you are!!

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Conversations

At my job, we pride ourselves on going out of our way for our customers, really showing them that they matter, but there are some boundaries one simply cannot cross. What you are about to read is a conversation, rather humorous, that I held with one of the Ethanol Plant workers as we cashed their pay checks yesterday afternoon.

Ethanolee: I didn't see you last week. I thought you left for the weekend. I would like to see you everyday.

Me: *hesitation* Every day...You would like to see me every day?

Ethanolee: Yeah, I want to see you every day...*pause* *check cashing going on* Do you have to work tomorrow?

Me: *weirded out* Yes, I have to work tomorrow.

Ethanolee: So, do you need something to do tomorrow night?

Me: Uummm... Nooo...I will be doing homework tomorrow night. I'm a college student.

Ethanolee: Oooh...A college student? *suddenly more interested* *pause* So, you live in...*hands open wide to signify the bank?*

Me: The area? Yes, I live in the area.

Ethanolee: So you are from this town?

Me: Yes, I live in this town...

Ethanolee: Oh, good. So will you give me your phone number?

Me: *no words* *face turning red* *fifteen other ethanol plant workers behind this guy* *I shake my head to signify no* *all other ethanolees laugh at this guy*

Ethanolee: Damn! *not meanly, just a signal of defeat*

*Ethanolee turns around to speak Spanish to his buddies in line and not two minutes later turns around to talk to me again.*

Ethanolee: So you said 217-what?

Me: *laughing at this point* I didn't say anything. I'm not giving you my number.

My Boss: What are you doing over here?

Me: *still laughing* Nothing.

My Boss: Well, we've already had Pedro, so we're good.

*Pedro was the first guy to ask me for my number and proceeded to make hints that he wanted me to call him. He finally gave up...so sad, but I think he has moved on to the new teller. ;) She already stole one of the other girls' "special guys." I will gladly let her have a few of these, too*

Me: Uuummm...Maybe not so much.

*we both laugh at this point*

*I give ethanolee his money*

Ethanolee: Thank you, baby.

*Me more red than the million stop signs in our tiny town*

Me: *laughing* Have a nice weekend.

You have to admit it is hilarious. Let me add that this particular Ethanolee is not one of those tall, dark and handsome Latin Americans. He is a short, middle ager that is kind of round. I get a kick out of these guys, but it's all in good fun. Next time, I am going to give him a number, though. That number is going to be the number of Big T. We have already talked it over, and if one of the guys actually has the guts to call, I am dying to hear their reaction when they hear Big T's voice on the other line. ;)

Remember to laugh at yourself once in awhile.