the ironing board
oh my god I have to tell you this story. I talked to a friend of mine that I haven't talked to in a while. She was telling me that she got this job teaching. I'm so excited for her. But she is like me in a lot of ways, and last night we were both bitching about how we hate getting dressed.
Dressed up that is. We were both saying how, if we could just dress like the skater dorks that we are, we'd feel a lot more comfortable about going to work. And.... we were talking about how we both work for the Catholics, so we have to look nice blah blah.
Well she said to me.. and I quote
"I tried to buy clothes that I don't have to iron, you know.. like just wash dry and go.."
and there was a brief silence, in the phone, and then she continued
"well... I guess I kind of have to buy them that way because
well..... I don't know how to iron...
and now that i think of it... I don't have an iron"
silence again...
"and..." she continues... "now that I REALLY think about it, not only do I not know how to iron, nor do I have an iron, I don't even have an ironing board!"
to the general public this story probably doesn't sound funny. However, you had to hear the sincerity in her voice when she was saying all this, not to mention if you knew my skating partner you would understand why this story is so damn funny.
Kind of like the story of when her and I were skating outside in the middle of the park and it started to thunder and I said we should probably go in, but she looked at her watch and said, "We don't have to go in right away, we have about 13 minutes to skate before it becomes really unsafe."
13 minuets?? where did she get that number from?
Dressed up that is. We were both saying how, if we could just dress like the skater dorks that we are, we'd feel a lot more comfortable about going to work. And.... we were talking about how we both work for the Catholics, so we have to look nice blah blah.
Well she said to me.. and I quote
"I tried to buy clothes that I don't have to iron, you know.. like just wash dry and go.."
and there was a brief silence, in the phone, and then she continued
"well... I guess I kind of have to buy them that way because
well..... I don't know how to iron...
and now that i think of it... I don't have an iron"
silence again...
"and..." she continues... "now that I REALLY think about it, not only do I not know how to iron, nor do I have an iron, I don't even have an ironing board!"
to the general public this story probably doesn't sound funny. However, you had to hear the sincerity in her voice when she was saying all this, not to mention if you knew my skating partner you would understand why this story is so damn funny.
Kind of like the story of when her and I were skating outside in the middle of the park and it started to thunder and I said we should probably go in, but she looked at her watch and said, "We don't have to go in right away, we have about 13 minutes to skate before it becomes really unsafe."
13 minuets?? where did she get that number from?