18 March 2011

Routine is the Word…

I sure wish work could generate enough good material for me to write a blog entry everyday.  That would be so very nice and oh so easy.  Alas, it does not for the most part.  Last night was one of the slower nights in memory as well.  I did have a good comedy moment last night, though. It was hilarious and pure comedy gold.  This kind of thing drives middle-aged George crazy about young black youth everyday.  A young back man last night was in my department and wearing those baggy pants that show your underwear and fall down below your butt.  I was hoping that certain fad had passed as I hadn’t seen it in a while.  He came walking through my department as his pants fell down to his ankles and he almost tripped and fell down.  It took all my gumption to keep from bursting out with laughter.  Oh, the price we pay for fashion.  “Pull your pants up dude and put on a belt!” was what I really wanted to say accompanied by a chuckle.  He wanted something as pedestrian as a bedside alarm clock.  I hope he is not expecting to wear that attire to work or school.  At least he will wake up on time.

Getting Our Wires Crossed…

Sitting outside on the porch with my Cokes this morning was an air conditioning and heating air filter which is not abnormal as dad buys me one a month.  I thought it was for me until I got home and found out on the opposite side that it was well used and very dirty.  Mom must have gotten mixed up.  That is usually dad’s domain anyway.  I will not dare call my mother about it today.  She will go into a tailspin and try to go get the correct filter ASAP.   

Helen Friday…

Dad came over just before work last night to “check on me and the dogs” and he wanted me to decide what Helen was going to cook today.  It is a safe bet that I will pick something we all like as my father’s and my tastes are so similar.  I wanted Helen to fix fried chicken, mashed potatoes, English peas/carrots, and biscuits.  Dad was headed then to Kroger to buy the ingredients.  Helen used to buy the food until Dad has gotten outdone with her as she will keep the change when she goes to the grocery store instead of putting it back in the grocery envelope in the kitchen drawer.

4 comments:

Jenn said...

She'll keep the change? That's really rude, especially since she's bene working for your parents for so long.

pattycakes said...

thats so hilarious about the kid losing his pants , i thought that fad was over too . i bet he was embarassed , how you kept from laughing is beyond me , i would have . and i also wud keep the change from groceries too , i mean come on how much could it be lol
geez you worried about writing boring stuff ??? nothing you ever write about is boring , i love it no matter what you write . have a great weekend :)

Sharon said...

That's hysterical about the kid. My son in law is a very skinny guy and he wears his pants loose. One day I was watching him outside mowing his lawn, and he had to keep hitching up his pants. Finally, he missed a hitch and his pants fell down around his ankles. We laughed SO hard! Since then he always wears a belt when mowing his lawn. :)

Sharyna said...

You should have taken a pic for the People of Walmart.com! I love it when they lose their pants. They act all, I meant to do that! Sorry I haven't been commenting. I read your every post. Your old friend, sharyn