Me: Holding Sasha in the elevator on the way downstairs for her morning constitutional.
Totally random, annoying guy, obviously not going to work: You spoil her too much.
Me (in my head): Hey butthead, you have no idea that my dog is terrified of elevators, which wouldn't be a problem except that she hasn't pooped in 10 hours, so if she runs into anything else "scary" in the lobby, she's not going to make it out the door and I consider it more embarrassing to pick her poop up off of the floor inside than the ground outside, so wipe the smirk off your face and get ready for your lunchtime class at FIT. Jerk.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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