Here's what happened. B was unloading the dishwasher, but half the dishes were dirty. She picked up a plate that had something on it, and I was like "no no no...it's dirty." Once she looked down at it she started freaking out because it looked like old mayonnaise. Then she gagged a little. To make her feel better I told her that I was opening a FedEx envelope today and there was a hair on it and it made me gag. And then, telling her the story, it made me gag again; I have a thing about hair that's no longer attached to a person's body.
At this point we're laughing hysterically because we're apparently too delicate to unload dishwashers and open FedEx envelopes. Then I go to the trash can and see a big slab of lasagna in the trash and gag again. I told B to avoid looking in the trash can and then ran from the kitchen. I may never go in it again. A totally ridiculous thing, but completely hysterical.
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i thought i was the only one that had that hair thing!! that sounded like a story straight out of my day!
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