It was Moose Poop!

Congratulations to Heather, Amy, and Kristen! Jen still gets kudos for such a creative answer.

In other news, this week has been weird. I’m apparantly Karma’s bitch. So far:

Earlier this week while refilling the slushie machine, I went to wash the measuring cup we use, and decided it would be fun to use the high powered nozzle in the produce sink. Needless to say, water and blue raspberry slushie flavoring splattered all over me. And the blue color? Stayed put, all over my face, and neck until I scrubbed both until they were raw. Oh yes, it was just as funny as it sounds.

While chauferring my mother in law around town, showing her the sites, every time we went to get back into the car, I went to the passenger side, like she was going to drive. (which she can’t, because she’s not on the company insurance) Each time she would say: “Honey? What are you doing?”

When calling the fuel company. Upon the receptionist answering the phone naming the fuel company I asked her if it was said fuel company.

And last but not least: while calling our competitor to ask if she had any calling cards left, upon her telling me the denominations she had in stock, I asked her how much each one was. ie: “How much are the $5 and $10 calling cards?” Yeah. Like I didn’t just make fun of some other lady doing that to me recently.

It’s time to go back on the Prozac. Perhaps I should go eat some moose poop.

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