Just now, I decided to stop being a bum and change a burnt lightbulb in my room. I was also going to grab some (read: some, not all) of the clothes out of the dryer. Yeah there's a reason for it.
So, I take a good look at the light in my room, and turn it off so i know which lightbulb i'm going to replace (there's 4, and I dont wanna stand around waiting for the bulb to cool down, so i turn it off before i go get the bulb.) Gotta walk through the kitchen into the laundry room for a bulb.
So as I walk past the kitchen, I look at the breakfast nook table where my mom always sits, and I see a mostly eaten slice of pizza in a bowl with a spoon. Yeah, you just did 2 + 2 and it equaled wyoming. My mom put a slice of pizza in a bowl and ate it with a spoon. That's not the first time I've seen this combo.
Anyway, in the laundry room, grab some clothes and a lightbulb. Walk back in my room. Now, just to double check and make sure I have the right light, I flip my light switch on. LO-AND-BEHOLD WHEN I TURN IT ON ANOTHER BULB GOES OUT. Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah wtf kinda bs.
So I walk back to the laundry room, grab a second bulb, come back, and replace both bulbs.
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No big deal, really, just ironic as hell. And I wanted to troll my mom for eating pizza out of a bowl... with a spoon. *Facepalm*
SMH.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
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