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Saw this on Bethie Ham’s Pinterest the other day and almost fell off the couch laughing.
I’d say we’ve all lived this story at one time or another don’t you think?
Maybe some of us more than others lol.
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So true. I am sometimes still afflicted with this condition.
Terry, Well now at least you’ll have a good laugh when it happens because you’ll probably think about the bitch eating crackers card :D.
It is SO hard to get past this thinking and be professional sometimes. But in all fairness, that bitch really is flaunting her cracker-eatin’ skillz. “Hey! I can eat crackers too, you know!.”
LMAO oh man you are too hilarious Krudler.
LOL!!!!! I can not say that I´ve been there, done that. But I know and understand what they mean! What I do believe is that thing of letting it be as much as you can, otherwise you wont be able to eat crackers yourself at some point! lol
Lol good point. However the ‘worry about your own crackers’ thing can be easier said than done sometimes.
It’s true! There’s this dude at work who was always playing games on his computer whenever I’d pass his desk. ALWAYS. Now, every little thing he does just bugs the crap out of me. “Look at that walk. What’s he got in his butt anyway?” “Oh, yes, stare at your cup of water in the microwave… THAT will make it boil faster.”
Just wait ’till he eats crackers one day…you’ll either burst with rage or laughter.
I’m doing a real life now. I’m at a hostel in SF in a dorm. Something wakes me up. I see a guy in the dark walking away. Startled, I ask him something and he ignores me. I go back to sleep. Dreaming well. All of a sudden I’m awake again and the guy is walking away. The sleep Terry reaches out and hits at him hard and catches him in the arm…and asks him “what the fuck, dude?!”. He says: “you were snoring” and walks away. Just a minute ago I walk into lounge with coffee and computer and ask if he was the guy…it was dark. He says “yeah…snoring is bad for your health”. I say: “A word of warning…when you shake a guy you don’t know out of a deep sleep, it can be dangerous to your health”. That sets him off. He says I must have just gotten out of jail to make threats like that and I have mental problems and don’t belong in a hostel. He repeats this several times. Reasoning doesn’t work with him. Suggestions that he get ear plugs or a private room only get: “you should sleep in your car”…kind of responses. He likes the “mental problem” mantra. Finally he says he’s not going to talk to me anymore. I tell him to add…not touching me either…and he says he wasn’t touching me…he was shaking my bed. You now have a pretty good picture of my night and morning. I think he may have been in a mental hospital at some time or other.
What do you think?
Terry,
Sounds to me like he was out to pick a fight. He deliberately went over the line by repeatedly shaking your bed …not to mention how is he staying in a hostel and expecting nobody to be snoring at night? Some people can’t go a day (or night) without causing misery, it’s like a compulsion.