Please, everyone come on in to the Break Room for our meeting. So glad you could make it! There is some space to sit on the floor in front of the vending machine and close to really sweaty Gabe. Gabe is the new custodian soley responsible for dusting off that lone orange chair you see at the top right of the Break Room. Please give Gabe a warm welcome, but wash your hands thoroughly after giving him a high five! Rest assured, we will fire Gabe as soon possible. Welcome, Gabe!
On today's meeting agenda are THREE things that I wanted to let you know...
#1: My post with Nickelodeon's ParentsConnect is up this week and is called "13 Baby Names With Weird Meanings". If you are interested in reading it, click HERE.
#2: The smoke alarm in our bedroom chirps ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT. My husband has changed the battery but this doesn't fix the problem. It is probably an electrical issue. It chirps twice a minute. We somehow live with it, but when people come over they can't believe we live with that annoying chirping all the time. This is when I open the trapdoor below them. I don't like people questioning my decisions. The trapdoor always, always, always gets stuck which humiliates me and forces me confront my anger issue. My impulsive actions make me feel really silly for getting so angry. I try my best to play off "I was trying to shove you into my deep, dark, underground dungeon equipped with only 1/4 of a Vitamin Water, 3 marshmallows, some baby wipes and a ton of sappy Nicholas Sparks books", but it never works. They never buy it. I have lost many friends over that smoke alarm. I know this is an awkward story to share in our work Break Room, but I am hoping to receive your sympathy, a few potted plants, a ton of quarters for that vending machine and lots of gift cards.
#3: Juice in the City in Houston is partnering with Medispa and Nails on the Southwest Freeway to provide $90 worth of Elos Hair Removal for only $45. If you are quite hairy and it's getting scary, you better buy your Juice In The City deal in a harry. (Don't you want to throw a pie in my face right now?) Seriously, you better "harry" and get your deal HERE because there are only 100 of these deals and these people below have already bought them:
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| http://www.womenwithmoustaches.com/ |
I lied.
They love their moustaches.
MEETING ADJOURNED!
22 comments:
You have marshmallows?
I won't lie...I get my upper lip waxed but I can proudly say that I can't grow a stache like those beauties
I love that site!
also delightful: mulletsgalor.com
good times. Maybe the two sites can merge into a dating site.
Thanks for getting a custodial type person in here. The table tops were getting sticky.
I can't wax my mustache. I look like I have been around LIndsay Lohan and have a horrible outbreak of herpes.
Oh that fire Alarm! Uggh yank it out the wall already!
Sometimes I want to throw the stupid fire alarm out the window!
SO freaked out right now by the woman with moustatches that I am going to go wax mine even though I just did.
I am floored at the fact that there is an entire website devoted to the topic of women with moustaches. With its own domain and everything.
wow, your 13 meanings behind names was awesome.
And those women. yuk. that is just all sorts of wrong
I have an idea....don't go to the local hardware store and don't ask them what the problem might be with the smoke detector. Or don't go on the internet...you know...that place where you post your blog...and don't look up your problem on whatever search engine you use. Last, don't ever post photos of those gross men with their mustaches and man boobs. That was nauseating.
I have an entire Facebook photo album entitled "Things with Moustaches." I prefer the British spelling. It makes me look smart and posh. I say posh for the same reason.
Kid. You ain't right. The harry bastards. Not. Right.
I am indeed both harry and scary. This is a contest I must enter.
Ever see that episode of Friends where Phoebe can't get rid of her beeping fire alarm? Yeah...
My Mom always said a slight moustache was a sign of femininity.
Now I wonder what else she lied about.
Loved the name post!! My daughter is named Aiden. We get a lot of looks because most boys are Aiden, but in Gaelic it means beautiful princess - so there.... ;)
I will have nightmares about those mustachioed women.
Is it wrong that I imagine those women stroking their 'staches while deep in thought? I think I saw one of them the last time I was at Wal-Mart. She was wearing hot pants and an extra large Tweety Bird t-shirt. Also, I won't judge you for the smoke alarm if you won't judge me for the fact that I see the blinking alert on the answering machine but never listen to the messages. I figure if they really know me, they'll text me.
If waxing your mustache is anything like waxing your eyebrows then I can see why these woman hang on to their hair!
Still scary!
For the love of all things holy, NOT THE NICHOLAS SPARKS BOOKS! That would be hell on earth.
I work out in my attic. Technically it's a room that never got built out above the garage, so we use it to store all the stuff we'll never use again. It gets worse. I live in Florida. So, it's broiling up there all the time. As I run on my treadmill every morning, practically passing out from the heat, wasps buzz all around me because they fly in from under the eaves just to torture me. So, I run for one minute. Jump off the treadmill and run around, killing wasps for one minute. And on top of my pit of heat hell swarming with wasps, the smoke detector constantly does that little annoying beep thing. They say that working out reduces stress? Try working out at my place. It'll triple your stress.
And once again, I have rambled on in a comment that has nothing to do with your post. Sorry, Kelley. It's the heat.It's warping my brain.
Ha we have been living with more of a squawk with our smoke detectors for sometime now . We think ours is more of an electrical problem also and we just "live" with it too! I need that trap door in my house, love it!
I swear I've seen many women out there that seem to enjoy their mustache. Or the huge mole with the hair sticking out! Come on just pluck the dam thing!
I love the color of the seat on the vanity, it is just faded in many areas. I'm in no hurry to change it so for now I'll live with it!
Megan
I think I'd disconnect the smoke alarm and pray that the fire didn't start in that room!
Stopping by from Shell's Happy BFF!
Visiting from Shell's blog.
I am gonna have nightmares about those 'staches. Ewwwww.
Oh girl, I used to be a property manager for rental houses and this one time there was this chick that came in with the thickest black mustache I have ever seen. I was obsessed with it. I kept staring at it even though I tried so hard not to stare. The crazy part was, she had a husband and kids. Can you imagine? Ick!
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