Monday, August 16, 2010

Something Is Wrong

Two checks arrived in the mail the other day as clients paid their invoices. My first thought was to cash them and hit the strip club. A moment later, though, I decided, "No, I think I'll just put this in the bank instead."

Help! What's wrong with me?

5 comments:

The Words Crafter said...

OOhhh!!!!! You can't do this to me! You just left yourself wide open for all KINDS of zingers!!!!! Restraint....failing....must....leave...quickly.... :P

FrankNemecek said...

Words,

If I didn't want a few zingers, I wouldn't have posted it for your comments.

Maundering mutterer said...

Oh dear! I recommend beer as a curative. It is the death of superfluously responsible behavior.

FrankNemecek said...

I believe the Great Philosopher said it best in this short documentary clip.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hUVwR0rw5fk

The Words Crafter said...

Well, all I can say is that maturity comes in guys much later than in gals... :) Don't worry, the grown-up moments are scattered at first. Just take a drink, go to bed, and in the morning, you'll be back to your fun, devil may care self. For a while....eventually, those moments pull up and park, even for us gals...sigh...