It shouldn't come as a big surprise that I hate most meetings. I was in a particularly boring one the other day, so I started texting the ridiculous things the woman was saying to my friend.
I followed those up with two more texts:
Why should I have to suffer alone?
and
I can't take it anymore. I'm about to stab myself in the eye.
He responded with: Don't stab your eye. Blind some other fucker in the room.
Alas, I didn't have anything sharp.
this reminds me of how when I would get bored in church I would think of random shocking things I could do (like kartwheels down the aisle) and then i would start uncontrollably laughing - ahhhhh i just love being immature :)
ReplyDeleteIs this the same friend from "You're a superstar at the gay bar"?
ReplyDeleteAmber, I was asked three times today how old I was. Each time I answered, "Twelve."
ReplyDeleteNobich, it is the same friend. Does he sound angry?
When bored in meetings, fart loudly, then look around like you're trying to find who did it.
ReplyDeleteFunny, I had a horrible, boring meeting on Tuesday evening, as well, but I was the one conducting it. Now I realize that people were probably texting all the boring crap I was saying to their friends and wishing they could stab me in the eye with the pen I provided.
ReplyDeleteNM only farts in math class....
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