Today’s Friday Randoms come with a disclaimer, which is
this: I OVERHEARD a couple of them, so some of these speakers are not actually
me (such as Random One. Sorry to disappoint those of you who are
hopeful that I’ll shed my crazy cat lady persona for that of a rational person
who is engaged in an actual relationship. )
One:
“This is the song that was playing when I realized I was in
love with him.”
“Yeah, I like this song too … WAIT HOLD ON REWIND. This is
the song blah blah WHAT?”
“Oh. Hahaha. I didn’t mean to say that out LOUD. That was
meant only to happen inside my HEAD. Let’s pretend that’s what happened. Man, I
LOVE this song! That’s what we’ll decide I just said.”
“Oh. The 'Alternate Reality That Didn’t Just Happen' level
of denial.”
“Do we have a deal?”
“Oh sure. At least until the next non-filtered completely
whackadoo thing flies out of your mouth.”
Two:
I turned on the light in my office and I noticed the switch plate was dirty. I guess that happens – they’re kind of like telephone receivers, right? What with all of the touching – but I’d never thought about it before. Or noticed.
I turned on the light in my office and I noticed the switch plate was dirty. I guess that happens – they’re kind of like telephone receivers, right? What with all of the touching – but I’d never thought about it before. Or noticed.
Of course, once I noticed, I couldn’t UNNOTICE. Or leave it
alone. Which is how I found myself washing all of the switch plates in the
house with Method Pink Grapefruit scented cleaner, so they’d be super clean AND
smell nice.
I feel like I might be headed for an intervention here.
Three:
“People are NOT PUPPIES. You can’t RESCUE them.”
“Well, I mean sometimes you can. That’s kind of what
firefighters and stuff do, right?”
“First responders, yeah, okay. But not YOU. YOU are not a
firefighter.”
“So I can’t be a firefighter now?”
“You are SO easily distracted. It’s like, one minute we’re
having a real conversation and the next you’re all ‘Look! Shiny things!’ And
then I can’t even remember what I was trying to talk about.”
“Sorry.”
Four:
I had a k-cup blowout this week.
I had a k-cup blowout this week.
If you don’t have a Keurig, you have not experienced this.
If you DO have a Keurig, you may not have experienced this because you probably
have better luck than I do. (You also probably don’t buy discounted K-Cups at
the Christmas Tree Shop, because you’re smarter than I am.)
If you’d like to experience the joy of a k-cup blow out,
here’s what you should do:
1.
Brew coffee
2.
Take the wet coffee grounds out of the coffee
pot.
3.
Dump ¾ of the grounds directly into your coffee.
4.
Dump 1/8 of the grounds into your machine.
5.
Dump the remaining 1/8 of the grounds all over
your countertop.
6.
Add some water to the grounds on the countertop,
so they are joyfully floating about.
THAT is a what a k-cup blowout is like.
SO FUN AT 5:45 IN THE MORNING. Especially when you need the
coffee (which is now undrinkable) to be in your system in order to be able to
function enough to deal with the mess.
Five:
“See, the thing of it is that there’s NO thing. There’s not
a thing. There’s just – I don’t know. Two people who like to drink coffee. That’s
all. That’s it. That hardly qualifies as a thing. It’s a Starbucks ad. It’s a
coffee commercial. It’s not a thing.”
“It’s a thing.”
“It’s not. That’s like saying that the guy who I pass on the
highway all of the time and I have a thing, just because I see him all the
time.”
“You should write down his plate number.”
“Which would make me a stalker. Which IS a thing, but not one I want to be involved
with.”