If I perish, I perish

Saturday, August 12, 2006

ok, in a previous post, (June 13th - and i'll figure out how to link to it soon enough), i told a story about how M2 (my co-worker, so named because there are 2 people with her name) got locked in the fridge, even though there is no lock on the fridge.

So, here is another one:

the day after she got locked in the fridge, she took the towels and aprons from the washing machine to the dryer (to be dried, of course).

Jessica, my boss, went back to where the dryer is for something else, and saw M2 standing by the dryer, looking confused.

Jessica asked, "Do you need help? What's going on?"

M2, "i'm pressing the button and nothing is happening. i can't seem to get it started."

Jessica looks at the dryer, looks at M2, and then the dryer and back at M2, thinking, "is she on CRACK?"

So Jessica says, "did you try closing the dryer door?"

the dryer door was WIDE open. Not ajar, not "not-quite-closed". WIDE OPEN.

man... she is 63 years old. you would think she could figure out how to work the dryer by now.

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