Standing in a long line to order my morning java...theres 10-12 women (many with their friends) winding up their neighborhood walk & exercise only to order a full of fat raisin-cranberry scone.....and to listen to these yappers talk about their kids...their over worked husbands....what college Maddy is going to attend ---yaddah yaddah yaddah....and after standing there and not shutting their pie holes or having something interesting to say.....They get to the front of the line & the clerk says ..."Good Morning, what can we get you?"
and drum rolllllllll please......the stupid cow says...."Lets seeeeeeee (as she looks up to the menu board)....then turns to her stupid friend that reads too many romance novels with Fabio on the cover ...."what do you think I should order?"
and they DISCUSS this while people are standing there in a hurry with JOBS to go to. Let me tell ya fellow bloggers...This drives me into a mental frenzy to actually consider murder. Oh...and they always are wearing a baseball cap with their pony tail hanging out of the back....and Nikes that look like they have never been worn. Am I over reacting or does this misery happen to you at 8:00 am in the morning?
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Be careful there, man...hope those dames don't find your address because you're cruisin' for a
brew-sing.
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