I spent a good part of last weekend outside gardening and my arms got a little sun. Monday morning as I walked by Gladys she commented on my "beautiful tan." I'm really not very tan...however Gladys is reallllllly white (well, unless you count the pancake make-up), so I guess to her I must look pretty brown. I thanked her for the compliment, explained I had been outside all weekend and that I'm lucky that I tan easily. "I'd say you're lucky," Gladys exclaims. "You could get yourself hired as a minority."
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This day is insanely busy, hence the quickies. I've been through the lobby at least a hundred billion times. Gladys has been sitting out there, watching me go back and forth. "You sure have a lot cookin' today," she exclaimed. "I sure do, Gladys! I can't believe how busy this place is today. I wish I could sneak out. " Gladys says I SHOULD sneak out. "Ok, then when someone comes looking for me you just tell them you haven't seen me, ok?"
"Nope. I'll tell them you're out laying in the bars."
She slays me.
2 years ago
3 comments:
LOVE IT!! I want to be a minority laying in bar!
haha, that's a good one. i could use to lay out in a bar today too. and gardening all weekend will certainly give you a nice tan.
O, man, the minorities are hiring and NO ONE told me?
Now I'll NEVER get to be one!
I lurves me some Gladys!
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