OK so this is funny.
I walked into Amy's office this morning and she was on her cell phone with her husband. She stopped to talk to me and asked: "Did you officially accept the job offer?" [kind of excitedly, which I was all offended by, btw, 'cuz obviously aren't I so important as to at least warrant a sad face??]
- "Yee-up."
- "Oh my God, so you're officially not my employee anymore! Did you ask the Girlz about girl night??"
- *chuckling unbelievably* "Yes, I did. I already have the request for clearance submitted. I'm letting them stew, come to terms, and then decide to be nice."
NOTE that I have to give my friends WEEKS of notice to absorb the shock of maybe, possibly putting up with an OUTSIDER for any length of time. Can anyone say *clique*? [*chuckling sadly* 'cuz I know how we all are...ok, kind of funny.]
- "OMIGOD! I'm so excited -" [turns to cell phone once again] "Honey! I'm gonna have friends!"
- "oh MY God, you have to calm down! You have no idea what you're trying to get yourself into. You're not even gonna last 2 weeks -"
- "I can do it! I swear!"
- "- Ok, but don't say I didn't warn you. I'll let you know as soon as they decide."
- [cheesy fricken grin] "Ok! I can't wait!"
It's like I'm in the Twilight Zone or something. Has she even HEARD me the last 2 years???? She thinks we look awesome enough to want to be WITH us? I tried to tell her before: "Dude, seriously, we'll eat you alive. We're sharks. You'll never come out alive and if you do, you'll never be the same.
And she says: "It sounds like so much fun!"
And I'm all like: "Do you even understand English, woman?"
So beware, I may be asking again on Friday. We can try and be nice to one outsider... at least for a night, right? Then she'll see how boring we actually are. But how scarily awesome we are at cards. And Bex, if this helps: think of it like a project. You looovvvve projects!
*sighing remorsefully and shutting laptop...*
5 comments:
OMG Zaad!! Haven't you told her that there are those that have tried...and FAILED! We have brought others in a time or two and they NEVER come back!
Yes! I did!
I have told her about the *Unspeakables*, or *The Ones That Went Before*, and why we never, ever talk about them.
[sweeps head to the side] Stop. It's too much.
I fear, my friend, she feels compelled to spite the dire odds and HAVE GIRL FRIENDS.
Soon, we will all be singing "another one bites the dust, and another one down, and another one down..."
Maybe we can find mercy on her soul this time??? How many women do we have to lose, in their quest for the dreams and fantasies of laughing, comforting, female companionship before everyone realizes that we're just bunch of ruthless bitches who tolerate each other, at best???
[fist thrown dramatically in air] How many goddammit?!
OMG....have you said to her: "Many have trid, and many have died"....
Hell, even I wouldn't join that club!.
Sheese...some peoples kids!
Bump...
ROTFLMAO....we are not that bad!!!
Said the Spider to the Fly......
I've seen you guys in action...it's positively SCARY.
Bump
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