Here's Your Sign
We recently went down to Florida to visit my mom and take care of some home repair items for her. One of the things she needed help with was staking down a new tree in her front yard. As my husband was checking out of the hardware store and paying for the wooden stakes and rope, the kid behind the counter asked "Are you going to stake down a tree?"
Without missing a beat my husband replied: "Nope. We've got a real bad vampire problem in the neighborhood. Here's your sign."
But wait! The Big Guy wasn't through yet. He put the stakes up on his shoulder and waltzed into the grocery store next door looking for me and my mom. The manager saw him wandering aimlessly through the aisles and asked if he could help him find anything. Once again, without any hesitation, my husband held up his stakes and said: "Yeah. Steak sauce." The manager was either a complete idiot or had no sense of humor. He turned around and walked away.
I love my Big Guy! That sense of humor can be a pain in the ass, especially if you're trying to be mad at him, but it sure makes life more colorful!
Thanks Bill Envall for all the "Here's Your Sign" classics!
Without missing a beat my husband replied: "Nope. We've got a real bad vampire problem in the neighborhood. Here's your sign."
But wait! The Big Guy wasn't through yet. He put the stakes up on his shoulder and waltzed into the grocery store next door looking for me and my mom. The manager saw him wandering aimlessly through the aisles and asked if he could help him find anything. Once again, without any hesitation, my husband held up his stakes and said: "Yeah. Steak sauce." The manager was either a complete idiot or had no sense of humor. He turned around and walked away.
I love my Big Guy! That sense of humor can be a pain in the ass, especially if you're trying to be mad at him, but it sure makes life more colorful!
Thanks Bill Envall for all the "Here's Your Sign" classics!