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Protected: Highway to Hell-o!
July 29, 2015, 6:00 am
Filed under: Dirty Birdy, Idiocracy, Rants

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Little Miss Chatterbox Gets Schooled
September 13, 2012, 6:00 am
Filed under: Dirty Birdy

While at work a few days ago, a customer came in and began talking the ear off one of the employees. They talked for so long (45 minutes) that I just assumed they knew each other. I’d overheard the woman say she wanted to buy a $100 gift card, so either way, I didn’t want to interrupt. Eventually my shift ended and I needed to clock out…but the woman was still talking to my co-worker, whom I wanted to alert to the fact that I was leaving.

I gathered my stuff from my locker and noticed that I’d received some text messages, one being from my friend April, who’d sent me a picture of her cat, Tibby, taking a nap with his favorite toy. It was too cute not to share. BIG mistake. In my giddiness, I showed the picture to the chatty customer, who was now FINALLY checking out. And that began the Indiana Jones-sized ball rolling. Continue reading

June 22, 2010, 6:00 am
Filed under: Dirty Birdy

Okay, normally my “Dirty Birdies” are a little more mean than this, but I thought I would share anyway, since I haven’t posted one for a while.

If you’ve been reading the blog, you know how my dad likes to conveniently omit the fact that when he makes lunch plans with me, that he is bringing a ‘gal pal’ (refer to My Dinner With CookiĆ©). He did this last time as well, but he ended up canceling that lunch date because he had forgotten a previous engagement. Continue reading

Dog Day Morning, Noon & Night
April 5, 2010, 6:00 am
Filed under: Dirty Birdy

Once in a while I blog about the things people do to earn my wrath. These posts fall into the category ‘Dirty Birdy.’

The next-door neighbor to the south of me is a walking freakshow. I’d made several attempts at being neighborly (gifts on holidays, baked goods, acknowledging her in public), all to no avail. Continue reading