I shit you not ...
Bay Street A-Hole: Hey, look, you can see those people's cleaning lady.
Other Guy: We've been thinking of getting one.
Bay Street A-Hole: If you spoke Spanish or Portuguese or some shit you could just ask Louisa Consuela Margarita over there what her schedule's like.
Both: *laugh* *laugh* *laugh*
(and, yes, they were referring to me.)
My name is Jen and I look like that picture at all times. I am an Associate Creative Director at a Toronto ad agency, but this blog deals with much sillier things than that. I enjoy appetizers as entrees, fountains choreographed to music and television shows intended for teenage girls. Oh - and I really dislike it when people spell it "Jenn"; it's practically a phobia.
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4 comments:
Gee Jen, I hope you had your clothes on THIS time!
What the fug! Did you yell something back?!
You've GOT to stop posting stuff that makes me laugh until I hurt. It hurts.
Thanks again for the comments!
Teresa: I was in my dress and apron (and a rag on my head - that may have sealed it, actually).
Foxy Renard: No, I didn't yell anything. By the time they were laughing, they were walking away and I would have become "That Crazy Lady Who Yells Out Windows" to everyone else on the street.
Joe: It's a good hurt!
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