It’s a vicious cycle, actually. You’re so obsessed on not doing anything wrong, you eventually… Do everything wrong. Example, True Story: Dentist Office, Bored, playing music on just one earphone so no one has to nudge you angrily to go. They call you in, my mom (im 13) is waiting for my purse, then you realize your purse is stuck with your earphone’s cable cause you took it off (or at least tried to) while you were listening to music. Now you’re standing, grunting and cursing silently while your hair is blocking your vision trying to get the purse who is now like glued to your head and your mom has to stand up to help you. Result: You have everyone laughing at you, the receptionists are looking at me badly (4 o clock, they’re tired) and you wish that a meteor or someone just ran over a kid so that everyone would go outside and stop looking at you… *sigh* Oh, and your not-so-muscular-abs are showing cause your black, top just ran up… and some even claim to have seen your bra… and the girl who you were flirting with (me gay, she curious) is now laughing at you… *sobs uncontrollably* WHY?!!!
And most of them leads up to Darwin Awards, too!
Thanks god no1 said First.
well you just did
I was 100% sure someone would say that
Then why did you even comment
You just said it.
IT’S FUNNY BECAUSE IT’S TRUE!
lol this one is my favourite. Simplicity is so efffective.
And this graph is a prime example of its subject material.
This graph is the story of my life.
It’s a vicious cycle, actually. You’re so obsessed on not doing anything wrong, you eventually… Do everything wrong. Example, True Story: Dentist Office, Bored, playing music on just one earphone so no one has to nudge you angrily to go. They call you in, my mom (im 13) is waiting for my purse, then you realize your purse is stuck with your earphone’s cable cause you took it off (or at least tried to) while you were listening to music. Now you’re standing, grunting and cursing silently while your hair is blocking your vision trying to get the purse who is now like glued to your head and your mom has to stand up to help you. Result: You have everyone laughing at you, the receptionists are looking at me badly (4 o clock, they’re tired) and you wish that a meteor or someone just ran over a kid so that everyone would go outside and stop looking at you… *sigh* Oh, and your not-so-muscular-abs are showing cause your black, top just ran up… and some even claim to have seen your bra… and the girl who you were flirting with (me gay, she curious) is now laughing at you… *sobs uncontrollably* WHY?!!!
but, WHY????
Unless I’m with my girlfriend and then it’s epic fail both times
I find this at work, 90% of the time I’m doing the job and everything is OK. As soon as the boss is within visual range, mistakes are made.