Dear Dumbass, Congratulations on a new personal best. My little helpful hint to you from yesterday about going to the 4-H fair has 47 likes, (and counting). Thats almost as many likes as a fake nekked picture of Miley Cyrus. Anyway, on to todays topic. This has probably happened to you at some time in your life, so you may be able to relate. Do you know that old saying that you sometimes hear when you are getting your ass dumped, Its not you, its me? Well Buckaroo, its you. Theres no way to sugarcoat it much after you hear that phrase. Somewhere along the line, somehow you screwed up. BUT, this time it really is true. Its NOT you, it IS me! Today, I am the dumbass. Let me explain, last night, I worked overtime, but I didnt go in until midnight. This gave me time to catch up on my DVR recordings and laundry. The last load of laundry I did was 5-6 pair of denim shorts. (see my pic on the dirt bike? That is one of those pairs). Anywho, once I got them into the dryer, I noticed some extra noises. Not my iPod, it was in my hand. Not my cell, it was on the stand beside me. I just figured it was one of the many snaps or buttons clanging around. Wrong! I also went in to work on Monday night for overtime. My mind must have been slipping off the cliff. The very first mp3 player I ever owned has some of my favorite music on it. I took it to work Monday night. I washed it and dried it last night before I left for work. I didnt actually realize what it could have been until I was halfway to work. Too late to turn around and take it out. Way to go, Dumbass!
Posted on: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 12:41:39 +0000
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