What was she thinking when she wasn’t thinking?
My friend Bonnie. Sweet, calm spirit. Dark brown hair. Bursting with freckles, never wears make-up, doesn’t have to. She is the organized one of the two of us. But Bonnie is having one of those days… Her computer died. She left her cell phone charger at the house. Her kid’s are fighting in the back seat. And if couldn’t get more glam than that, she has a gyne appointment in two hours. So I called to check on her. “Are you back at the house?”
”No, I’m at the gas station. Hold on a second…… I’m on pump number six. I need to pay for gas on pump number six.”
”Is that your car over there?”
”Yes, by pump number six. The pump’s not going on. I need to pay you so I can get gas and leave.”
”Well, I can’t do that right now.”
”I can’t pay you right now? Why?”
”Because someone else is getting gas on pump number six.”
”Are you serious? Someone took my turn?”
”Ma’am, I don’t know. I’m just telling you that I can’t do that right now. You need to step over there so I can help the next person in line.”
”Oh my gosh! Debbie! Did you just hear that? The gas station lady is chewing me out!”
Poor Bonnie. I can’t even respond. I am laughing too hard. That’s okay though… Bonnie hasn’t stopped spewing….. “and now Debbie you are not going to believe this one! Michael just got out of the car and he is waving his arms, Mom! Nestle tea! Nestle tea! I’m like I heard you five times! Hello??? Debbie??? Are you still there???”
”Yeah, Bonnie– I’m just wondering if you are!”
TODAY’S LIFE RECIPE: If the pump won’t pump and the phone won’t phone, then ET go home. Bake brownies and laugh.
U r laughing on the other end while Debbie must be wishing she cud split herself into 3 or 4 Debbies to run all her errands.
Poor girl. Horrible horrible days those and it’s funny how those days seem to get worse and worse. Never better
Debbie,
I am SO glad you commented on my blog today. It has been forever since I have visited your pages because I “lost” your blog. But I am back and you are on my blog roll and all is well with the world
Kelly
Man it sounds like she is having one of those days! :o(
Why is it the day women have gyne appts their days like this and it makes you want to go back to bed and hide under the cover for the rest of the day.
I hope your friend Bonnie has a better day tomorrow.
Sounds like a bad day! She should go home and go back to bed!
I would!
I’ve had days like that. Days exactly like that! Poor Debbie…just reassure her, all will be better soon!
hugs
Sandi
Poor Debbie!
Thanks for stopping by my blog ~ it’s nice to meet you
Poor girl. I have too many days like that.
Poor Bonnie!
It’s good she has a friend like you who knows how to fix that terrible day! Brownies!
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