Today, a crazy lady left her house for work at 6:25 am. The crazy lady looked a lot like this:
When the crazy lady left home, her husband was still in bed. He didn’t have to work until 4:00 pm so he had the entire day to
f*ck around get ready. The husband sent the crazy lady a text at 10:13 am.
(Insert f*ck around time for the husband.)
When the crazy lady got home from work at 5:30 pm, she couldn’t find the dog.
The dog has very bad arthritis in his hips so the crazy lady knew he didn’t run away. But she couldn’t find him.
She looked all over the house (which is pretty small, btw) and then ventured into the backyard. She found one creature sitting in the grass staring at her:
The crazy lady went around the back of the house to the side yard and the dog was laying by the fence!! He was fine, just locked outside.
When the crazy lady texted her husband to find out what happened, he said HE RAN OUT OF TIME!
How do you run out of time when you start work at 4:00 pm and you’re up at 10:00 am?
And how do you run so late you don’t have time to let the dog in?
Note: George runs late for work every single day. It doesn’t matter what time he starts work, he’s always running out of the house late. It takes him two hours to get ready and that’s still not enough time. I will never understand this. Ever.