I remember this one Sunday I was chillin, relaxin, not doing the Dougie but
doin the Darz when the ex walks into my domain (anywhere Im watching sports is
mine) and says (not asks) "I need you to read and correct my thesis"
and she drops some papers on my laptop. I picked them up and dropped to the
side ,ok the floor, and said "Im busy." She snapped "Oh Mr
Multitasker. Always talkin how you can do all these things at once!! Whats
wrong!! You aint" I cut her off. Look lady I can multitask. I can eat this
bomb sammich, play on the interwebs, watch my game and ignore your ass all at
the same time!!" Needless to say I read and corrected her thesis and slept
on the couch a week harder then a Ronnie Lott hit. True story.
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