This weekend my sisters (minus Tonya) and I went to a surprise baby shower for a friend. It was almost time for the guest of honor to arrive, but she was by no means right outside the door. Well, my sisters and I were in a corner conversing with another guest, and my sister Sissy laughed out loud ... nothing earth shattering, but she obviously enjoyed what was being said. From across the room another guest says, "Shhhhhhhhh!" Sissy and I made the ONLY eye contact, honey.
Um, did you just "shush" a grown ass woman? I think you did, and that isn't cute.
Listen, little girl (the guest was by no means a child, but she was definitely younger than Sissy and I), you don't "shush" a grown woman unless you want to be punched in the forehead. You do not know The Sisters well enough to "shush" us or even joke about shushing us. And, for your sake it better have been a joke.
Although, joke or not, your ass is on my list of "People I Don't Like from The Get." And, that is not a good place to be. That means from now on, until you prove otherwise, you will receive dirty looks, rolling of the eyes, and snickering from where ever I am located when I'm in the same vicinity as you. But that is not all! No sirree! If you are on my list, that means you are on my sisters lists by default. BOO YAH! It's over honey. And think, this is only for shushing one of us. Get it together girl ... get-it-together!
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