Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Without your exquisite timing I might be the proud owner of a freshly exploded brain.
Again I say, thank you.
Monday, January 28, 2008
To The Man Who Began To Vacuum The Lint Traps At The Laundromat During The State Of The Union:
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I thought you had laundry in your building?
ReplyDeleteYeah for the vacuuming guy! I turned on the TV (with the volume off), saw the State of the Union was on, said, "I wish this TV had closed captioning - then I could read what was being said, instead of listening to that smug, arrogant, voice." Then felt guilty about not watching it and turned up the volume for about 5 seconds - long enough to hear that Bush was talking about terrorists, and knew I would just get pissed off, so I turned off the TV.
It may be unAmerican, unpatriotic, uneverything, but I made the conscious decision to NOT watch t.v. or listen to the radio last night. I dislike being lied to.
ReplyDeleteI do have laundry in my building but the room is small and often crowded and the machines aren't great. So when I get offered a ride to a big place I'll go along, otherwise I tend to go up the block to a professional place.
ReplyDeleteI usually make a conscious effort not to watch any speech made by W but was trapped in the laundromat waiting for things to finish. It was on EVERY very loud TV. Sigh.
Saved by the lint vaccuuming guy!
ReplyDeleteWho woulda thunk it?