There's a black guy on your porch
Don't panic! I know everyone in the world has been waiting for my return to my predestined fame. So here I go...about to write a blog....something interesting...any minute now...it'll come to me...wait for it.
Today is Friday and boy are my arms tired. Works rough, that Brian Somers gave me the dirtest look today because he set down a DHL package that needed to be shipped off. So I immediately put the package on his desk and said, "I think you left this on my desk, I'm not your secretary." And like a cranky little boy, dropped it on the floor so that I would turn around and look to see him giving me a dirty look. Guys in all instances suck. When they're tired or sick they let everyone around them know it. I mean, at work, SERIOUSLY?
Let's talk about the Metro, because Brian loves to hear about Washington D.C.
Don't get me started. People will run in front of you to put their farecards through and then walk really really slow, right in front of you. It's like everyones in rush just to beat you where ever you're going. And especially when you are a habitually late person, like me.
Peace out I'm done.
-Shannon
(I just threw down my mike and walked off stage)
posted by Shannon @ 2:13 PM
7 Comments:
Hey is your headline from Bill Maher? I think he said that on his show. If not, where did you get it from? I'm interested. Anyway. Thanks for posting.
Yes, I got it from Bill Maher. There are no black men on my porch. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
While I have the floor, I would like to thank all my stupid friends for NOT posting any comments on my blog.
I know. I would hardly dare call them friends. More like onlookers. The truest test of any friend is how often they comment on one's blog. And since I cannot be counted a friend on account of our blood relation, you would appear to be rich in onlookers, but rather poor in friends. So sad.
(Thank you. The previous was written in the voice of a bored, contemptuous British landowner. And also, I'm kidding, Shannon. I know you have friends. Somewhere).
My sis has some serious brass... rock on with the "you left this on my desk" comment. I am too worried about keeping my job and paying bills to say something like that... but hey... to each his own....
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Shannon has forced me to comment on her blog based on the awesomeness of her Baxter/Mr. Peepers impersonation. Everyone should see it sometime, and I mean everyone in the world. It consists of a blank look, head tilt and hand batting. It's quite good.
hey sis... i heard brian is coming to see you... well i look forward to seeing you in november for my b-day/ thanksgiving... I would like to think its more about seeing me on my birthday then thanksgiving but... reality sets in and.. yeah damn thanksgiving
I think, judging by the frequency of her posts on this blog, that Shannon is dead. I'll miss you, sis. God bless.
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