Are you friggin Serious

Today's post will be random situations that made me scratch my head and ask "Are you friggin serious?"



Amy's hubby has told her that the recession has strapped them for cash and he can no longer afford to have her sitting at home. Amy says okay and begins her search for a job. According to her she had two job offers to start back working. She had a job at a clinic and a job at distributor. She chose to say "nay" to both jobs and to clean houses for 20.00/week. Yeah, a whopping 20.00/week. Her thought is that her business will build. I had to inform Amy that we are in a recession and that working families are not spending extra money on luxuries such as housekeepers. Her hubby is so mad hes bout ready to chew nails. I tell her that perhaps she should get a part time job and then do her house cleaning on the side. Amy replied that I was just a hater and trying to kill her dream and that her hubby was okay with the situation...and all I can do is look at her and say, "Are you friggin serious?"



Troy calls me on the phone and asked me out for drinks. I get all dolled up because I am a fox when I get dressed. I get to the bar. Troy is looking amazingly cute with his nice slacks, button down shirt, and Doc Martens. He has already ordered my favorite drink. We sit and we begin to talk and he seems like something is bothering him. He begins to talk about his family and how his dad and he have a very volatile and complicated relationship. I'm half @ssed listening because I'm more interested in getting all the free drinks I can before he realizes how much these drinks cost. As I'm signalling to the bartender to freshen my drink; I look up. Troy has tears running down his face. I look at my drink and check my pulse to see if I am totally zonked or if this fool is truly in tears. He starts sobbing loudly. I grab some napkins wipe his tears, sit him up, and tell him to stop making a scene. He says to the top of his booming voice, "Daddy, your gonna love me!" I down my drink and walk toward the door...turn around and look and ask, "Are you friggin serious?"



Anne is dating Larry. Larry is tall, dark, handsome, smells good, and well spoken. Larry is treating Anne like a queen. The relationship goes on for months. She finally brings Larry around our inner circle. When I met Larry, I was floored at how beautiful this man was. He didn't say much...just a few hello's nothing major. Our inner circle starts clowning around and Larry begins to laugh and his false teeth fly out of his mouth and land on the floor next to the coffee table. Anne looks at me and begs me not to say anything...and all I can do is look at her and say, "Are you serious? You want me to pass on a joke like this?".....