Friday, June 1, 2012

Friday 5

1. Dear McDonald's: When I order a fat-free iced latte, I don't expect a cup of warm coffee with a couple of ice cubes thrown in.

2. Dear T-Mobile: YES, I SENT BACK MY FRIGGING DEFECTIVE PHONE! Stop texting me.

3. Dear Job: Nope...not coming in early.

4. Dear Hubby: Calling me to find out if our son's car is ready is like me calling you to find out if I have a cavity.

5. Dear Eli: I know you're excited when I give you a cookie. But ramming your head into the wall with pure excitement is really not a very good idea.

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