So I was sitting in my living room with my computer hooked up to my TV so I could play Skyrim or League of Legends on a big, beautiful screen when the guy I've liked for ages texted me. I texted him back for a while then asked if he wanted to hang out tomorrow, which I wasn't expecting an answer to because he's probably the worst texter in the world. Seriously, he NEVER texts back. Ever.
However, this time he did text me back, and I was holding a Mason jar of water when he did. (My mom freaking LOVES these Mason jars with lids she bought. That was what I was drinking out of.)
And he was like, "Yeah, we'll hang out tomorrow."
And I felt super pumped and good about myself so I got super excited and slammed my glass down onto the floor, which is carpet so nothing bad would happen, obviously.
Except I'd been eating M&Ms out of one of my mom's favorite glass bowls earlier and had left that on the floor with me.
So instead of texting him back I spent the past thirty minutes vacuuming my floor and trying to keep my dogs away from the mess of shattered glass.
And now I have to explain to my glass-loving mom why two of her favorite dishes are now sitting in the trashcan.
But I still get to hang out with that guy tomorrow so, um, yay?
Not as big a FU as most of the ones on here, but I felt bad about my life so decided to share it anyways. (and A+ for misleading titles amiright?)
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