Mackgurl's Musings

WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD? Yes, I've heard this question bantered about before...countless times in fact. Is everything in life a joke? Sheesh, it wasn't even a good joke. To get to the other side? Really?? So here's the real deal and not some Kentucky fried bucket of ...(takes deep breath...) Anyway, it was like this....I grew up on a farm running around playing with the other chicks who grew up there, too. When I grew up, I was separated from my parents and was settled in to this sort of apartment style dormitory. It was nice, furnished.  The temperature is set at an optimal level for MY comfort.  Anyone would have thought I had it made. And why wouldn't they? Someone came along and built me a house and furnished it... I even had some close girlfriends to hang out with...and let me tell you, these chicks are CRAZY!!! We cackle and talk alllllll the time. Well almost all of the time... which brings me back to the original question you asked... L...

Don't you hate it when someone just doesn't take the hint? Like okay, yes we had a party and yes it was fun but that was TWELVE hours ago... GO HOME!!! Like seriously, that stubborn thing is not at all cute. Actually, it's the complete polar opposite of cute. Not a party-er? Partier? Okay whatevs, you know what I meant.  How about this...You're at your desk in your office diligently working on that report that your boss has demanded (aka surfing the net, being on the book, checking tweets, on the gram) and that co-worker (yes THAT one) the one who wants to tell you ALLLLL about, well, their ENTIRE LIFE! (oh, they're 77 so this could take awhile) Meanwhile, you're like puh-lease go! I'm missing something on the gram/book/tweet/space (ok, is the "space" still a thing? LOL) So you smile and tolerate their presence because you're nice but inside you're screaming OMG!!! LEAVE! Basically, it's a hostage sitch.  No? Can't relate to eit...