Ohmystinkinheck

There was no warning for those coming from the OPPOSITE direction.

There are defining moments in all our lives. Like in 6th grade when my best friend, Shelly SoRelle, told me I wasn’t the center of the universe? What? I’m not? Or how about that time when the first labor pain REALLY hit and I thought, “OH $#@&! This really IS gonna hurt.”

Or even worse than labor, that summer afternoon at the movie theatre when J. Turnipseed gave me my first “real” kiss after chomping on Peanut M&Ms. Y’know, DEFINING MOMENTS.

I felt responsible to create a defining moment for the young boy hired to paint trash cans and poles at the park. Clearly he needed to know that if he didn’t start USING HIS BRAIN at the ripe age of about 17, that his future employment opportunities would be limited. That or he’d be featured as one of Bill Engvall’s Here’s Your Sign jokes. Either way, he needed to know.

I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him.

3 Responses to “Here’s Your Sign”

1. Loralee

   It is embarrassing just how many “DUH” moments I’ve had in my life. You know, when you are sitting there bitching out a door handle for not opening when you pull it and somehow miss the HUGE “PUSH” sign right in front of your face.

   :S

2. MR. OMSH

   I feel so sorry for you people. I cannot relate to anything posted. GO. MENSA!

3. Sherry

   Loralee, I’ve done that before, and holy hell is that embarrassing.

   I love Bill Engvall. As soon as I saw the title of this post, I said “Here’s your sign” out loud in his accent. He’s hilarious.