At the laundromat again...

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Don't ask...

But there's two crazy guys sitting on the couch across from the desk where I'm working from, and they're arguing about the proper way to pronounce "Jesus." The one guy claims he's Jewish (he looks like "Kevin" from David Spade's "Just Shoot Me" show, but he's shorter), and is swearing that Jesus is pronounced "Heh-zzz-ooose." The other guy is a redneck, eating pistachios and spitting out the shells, and he's ready to fight this guy because "er-bahdee know it's per-nowwwnced GEEEEEZ-us."

Luckily I'm sitting near the door, so if they come to fisticuffs, I've got a quick exit.


Edit (11:05 PM CST) -

It just keeps getting better... the crazy guys are gone (they weren't even doing laundry, just hanging out at the laundromat). But now, the guy who runs the street sweeper is here, and he's standing next to me telling me all about how sick he is with the flu and how he shouldn't be working but his boss made him work tonight. Great... keep breathing on me, sick-o, I can't wait to catch whatever it is you've got. Although, I don't know if it's really the flu - he smells an awful lot like Wild Turkey and Coors Light, so it could be the "liquid flu" (if you catch my drift). Oh, and his green "Wild Bill" T-shirt has an interesting arrangement of stains and tears - he's a real catch, ladies.

Why -- WHY -- WHY do I attract so many weird people?? WHY?!!! I try my best to scowl at anyone I don't know - it's sort of a "You don't even want to try to talk to me" look, but I guess it doesn't work. ARGHGHGHHHGHGHGGH!!!! I'm not listening to him, I'm not looking up at him, I'm just typing (about him), and he won't shut-up. Now he's talking about light bulbs and how he switched to all fluorescent and it has saved him over $50 per month in electricity alone. Maybe I should ask him for some of that Wild Turkey -- it might make the pain of having to listen to him go away....

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