The Suckiest Bunch of Sucks That Ever Sucked
The name of this blog is one of the best Simpsons lines ever. The dialogue goes something like this:
Bart: Those Guys Suck!
Marge: I swear to God, I don't know where you kids learn such language.
Homer (on the telephone): That sucked. Those guys were the suckiest bunch of guys that ever sucked.
I thought of that line all morning. I had some training to do for a company and not only did they choose to do this training on MLK day, they also started it at 7 AM (an hour away from my house), and they needed to get the training done...outside.
To get there by 7...I was up at 4:45. I took Melky for her morning ride and headed to the site. Check out yesterday's blog...I was sick, by the way.
Ah, as the kids might say: Boo-freaking-Hoo. Or better yet...saddle up the mule it's time for work.
Whatever. I wasn't going to whine. I had my get-it-done attitude.
Until I froze my freaking big-ass-mule-ass off.
It was about three degrees this morning. Every time I had to watch an employee operate the forklift I had to do a checklist.
The pen didn't work.
My hand was frozen.
My nose was running.
"This sucks!" I screamed. "These guys are the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked!"
Six hours later I was back home with reports to write. First things first though, I needed a hot shower and some sort of cold medicine.
The kids were all home. They greeted the mule with a joke about enjoying what should have been a day off in celebration of MLK.
"I need a hot shower," I said.
"Hot water's gone," Sam chided. "I took a two-hour shower this morning."
I knew it was a joke the instant he told it.
"You suck," I mumbled. "All of you are the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked."
How was your day?
Bart: Those Guys Suck!
Marge: I swear to God, I don't know where you kids learn such language.
Homer (on the telephone): That sucked. Those guys were the suckiest bunch of guys that ever sucked.
I thought of that line all morning. I had some training to do for a company and not only did they choose to do this training on MLK day, they also started it at 7 AM (an hour away from my house), and they needed to get the training done...outside.
To get there by 7...I was up at 4:45. I took Melky for her morning ride and headed to the site. Check out yesterday's blog...I was sick, by the way.
Ah, as the kids might say: Boo-freaking-Hoo. Or better yet...saddle up the mule it's time for work.
Whatever. I wasn't going to whine. I had my get-it-done attitude.
Until I froze my freaking big-ass-mule-ass off.
It was about three degrees this morning. Every time I had to watch an employee operate the forklift I had to do a checklist.
The pen didn't work.
My hand was frozen.
My nose was running.
"This sucks!" I screamed. "These guys are the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked!"
Six hours later I was back home with reports to write. First things first though, I needed a hot shower and some sort of cold medicine.
The kids were all home. They greeted the mule with a joke about enjoying what should have been a day off in celebration of MLK.
"I need a hot shower," I said.
"Hot water's gone," Sam chided. "I took a two-hour shower this morning."
I knew it was a joke the instant he told it.
"You suck," I mumbled. "All of you are the suckiest bunch of sucks that ever sucked."
How was your day?
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