Silliness
I didn't realize how long it's been since i've been on here, but I wanted to save a few funny stories from work:
There's a lady standing in the doorway, so I walk over there and she's holding her son's hand, who's standing there in nothing but shorts.
Me: "can i help you?"
Lady: *something in spanish, the end sounds like bano*
Me: *points to the back* "well the bathrooms are back there"
Lady: *giggles and looks at her son and back up and then walks out*
Michael: "what did she want?"
Me: *tells him what happened*
Michael: "no shirt, no shoes... NO BANO!"
(while hostin a 4th grade field trip)
4th grader: "i wanna be a gangsta!"
Michael: "why?"
4th grader: "cause it's cool"
Michael: "does cool pay the bills?"
4th grader: "yes"
Michael: "I'm cool and it hasn't paid my bills"
4th grader: (after a short pause) *mumbles* i still wanna be a gangsta
(beer o'clock - talking about gettin into fights at concerts)
Michael: "well once i almost got into a fight at a concert, and guess what band was playing? hootie and the fuckin blowfish. i almost towed up with a vietnam veteran."
Us: "what did you do to him?"
Michael: "it wasn't even me!!! my wife kept throwin shit at him during the whole concert."
Us: "why was she throwin shit?"
Michael: "i think something flew from that direction so she just started throwin stuff back. so anyways, this guy turns around and yells at me to stop throwin shit at him. and of course i don't know what he's talkin about and i tell him it's not me. then something else flew and he turned back around and my wife was gigglin, and i was like shit, stop throwin shit at the guy. so he starts yelling again and is like come on let's go outside, and he says do you know who you're fuckin with, huh do ya??? and i'm like no i don't fuckin know!!! and he tells me he's a vietnam veteran and right about then his son or something kinda calmed him down and pulled him away which i'm glad cuz he woulda cut me with a tin can or some shit"
that's it for now, maybe more soon to come
♥ if you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything - Malcolm X
There's a lady standing in the doorway, so I walk over there and she's holding her son's hand, who's standing there in nothing but shorts.
Me: "can i help you?"
Lady: *something in spanish, the end sounds like bano*
Me: *points to the back* "well the bathrooms are back there"
Lady: *giggles and looks at her son and back up and then walks out*
Michael: "what did she want?"
Me: *tells him what happened*
Michael: "no shirt, no shoes... NO BANO!"
(while hostin a 4th grade field trip)
4th grader: "i wanna be a gangsta!"
Michael: "why?"
4th grader: "cause it's cool"
Michael: "does cool pay the bills?"
4th grader: "yes"
Michael: "I'm cool and it hasn't paid my bills"
4th grader: (after a short pause) *mumbles* i still wanna be a gangsta
(beer o'clock - talking about gettin into fights at concerts)
Michael: "well once i almost got into a fight at a concert, and guess what band was playing? hootie and the fuckin blowfish. i almost towed up with a vietnam veteran."
Us: "what did you do to him?"
Michael: "it wasn't even me!!! my wife kept throwin shit at him during the whole concert."
Us: "why was she throwin shit?"
Michael: "i think something flew from that direction so she just started throwin stuff back. so anyways, this guy turns around and yells at me to stop throwin shit at him. and of course i don't know what he's talkin about and i tell him it's not me. then something else flew and he turned back around and my wife was gigglin, and i was like shit, stop throwin shit at the guy. so he starts yelling again and is like come on let's go outside, and he says do you know who you're fuckin with, huh do ya??? and i'm like no i don't fuckin know!!! and he tells me he's a vietnam veteran and right about then his son or something kinda calmed him down and pulled him away which i'm glad cuz he woulda cut me with a tin can or some shit"
that's it for now, maybe more soon to come
♥ if you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything - Malcolm X