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Funny happenings.

One coworker made a caramel Frappuccino and in the process of handing it to my other coworker, they managed to drop it straight into the trashcan. He had to make it again, and wasn't thrilled, but it struck me as hilarious. Better the trashcan than the floor!

For my entire life I've said that the nursery rhyme was, "Cheater cheater pumpkin eater," but I said that at work about something and my coworkers said, "What? It's Peter Peter pumpkin eater." I said, "But he had a wife and couldn't keep her, so I thought he was a cheater??" "No..." they said. I googled it and they were right. HA! Wow.

One of my coworkers said to me, "You looked like you were going to jump that guy. I would have been ok with that even though I'd have to get on to you." I said, "You'd be clapping and applauding me at the same time as saying, 'Stop it! Stop!'" Obviously I'd never actually jump somebody. But it was funny.

Tonight at Firehouse Subs I went to sit down. I pulled out the chair but somehow my foot pushed/kicked one of the legs and I lost my balance as the chair slid out from under me, but I grabbed on to the chair and finally sat down. Whew. Who knew sitting could be so awkward?

Ha ha ha ha. Slovakia yard sale.

Friday and Saturday we had a big yard sale with TONS of people's stuff donated to sell, and all the money went towards us going to Slovakia. It was a busy two days pulling stuff out of the garage, putting it in some type of organized fashion, pricing things, haggling with people, putting it all back in the garage for the next day, and repeat. SO THANKFUL that it did not rain - it sprinkled, but not full on rain. Lots of prayer went into that. We had a team meeting on Saturday night to discuss more of the trip which was good, and then some of us went to Waffle House Fri night and then spent the night at the house we did the yard sale at. On Saturday after being up since 6 AM, I had to work 2-10 PM and was so tired. I got 11 hours of sleep last night which was must needed before working 2:30-10 today.

Amongst the hard work, sore arms and legs, and little sleep, there was a lot of laughing, bonding, and good times. After several years of praying for close friends again, I'm so glad to have found them and meet many over the past two years.

I would like to share some of the funny things that have happened recently simply because they were funny.

One older lady (probably in her 70's?) came to the yard sale and bought two bike helments for $1.50 for both. She said they were for her husband for the tornado. She needed two because his head was big, so she needed the straps from one to put on the other to make it longer. Apparently some people need helmets when a tornado comes? Now I know this sounds practical, but I can't imagine sitting in my house with a helmet on every time there is a tornado warning.

The people's house we had the yard sale at and have bible study at their house, Bryan and Lee Ann, have a 17 month old named Eva. She can't talk but says very few words. When babies or kids her age came to the yard sale, she was facinated by them. She would wave at them and want to look at them. One lady had this boy Eva's age in a stroller and Eva came up with her hand stretched out, and he was unsure what to do with that, so they just grabbed each other's hand like, "I can't speak to you, but I want to greet you somehow...." Then Eva proceeded to stroke the boy's cheeks, and then run her hand all over this mouth, nose, eyes, etc. before Lee Ann told her to stop. He didn't flinch or move or anything, he just seemed like, "Eh, whatever, I've got my toy dino, I'm good to go."

At Waffle House I joked with my friend Marissa, "It would be funny if the first food that waitress brings you say, 'That's mine' even if it's not and that person would think, 'Oh, we both got the same thing!' and then you would do that for the next food too and just take everybodys. Haha." After some of the food came out Marissa took a bite of her eggs and said, "Aw man, they forgot the cheese in it." She kept eating it though, and the next round of food that came out the lady called out the same thing but with cheese in it. Marissa said, "Oh.... that's mine....so whose is this?" One of the other guys, David, said, "Oh then I guess that's mine!" So he only got half of his eggs!

There was a golfball in a snowglobe looking thing, and you had to get the ball to sit on the golf tee, but since there was water in it nobody could do it. Everybody tried it and I didn't like it because it got on my nerves. One of the guys Travis continued trying and got it in a pretty good amount of time. Pictures were taken to prove he actually got it, and Travis said he was the only one who could do it. Others tried after him but couldn't. Then another guy dropped the ball on the driveway and the glass shattered. Turns out Travis really was the only one who would get it, ever again!

A ventay? Vanilla? Um, vanilla...vanilla...vanilla...

Katie on drivethrough: Welcome to Starbucks what can I get started for you?
Lady: Uuuuuuummm I want a large....a large....what size is your large?
Katie: Venti.
Lady: Ok, I want a tall vanilla... vanilla... umm, vanillla...
*Me laughing, however not on the headset.*
Katie: ...A tall is our smallest size. So you want a tall?
Lady: Oh. No, ventay. Ok a ventay vanilla....um vanilla... vanilla....
*Oh my gosh. Stop.*
Lady: Ventay vanilla late?
Katie: A venti vanilla late anything else?
Lady: Drives up to the window to pay.
*I'll take that as a no.*


Friends - venti is pronounced ven-tee. Not ven-tay. Not only is it wrong to say ven-tay, it also makes you sound realllly southern. Even if you are really southern, which is fine, ven-tay is the wrong way to say it.

Also, it's called a frappachino, not a frap or a frape (pronounced frapay). I think that's a McDonnolds thing. Some people HATE when people say frap or frape...it doesn't hugely bother me as much as "ventay" but nonetheless, it's still wrong. It's kind of like saying, "Lol" in person, instead of saying, "That's funny" or actully laughing. You're shortening it and it doesn't make sense or make you sound cool.

Hello, my name is Jennifer, and I am a Starbucks snob. Sigh. I am sad this day has come. The peer pressure is unbearable!! I have become one of them!

How To Tick People Off

How To Tick People Off

Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 99 copies. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sexual favors." Specify that your drive-through order is "TO-GO." If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep them tuned up." Reply to everything someone says with "that's what you think." Practice making fax and modem noises. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and "cc" them to your boss. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with prophesy." Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears and grimacing. Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room. Holler random numbers while someone is counting. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way." Staple pages in the middle of the page. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a croaking noise. Honk and wave to strangers. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints at the cash register. TYPE IN UPPERCASE. type only in lowercase. dont use any punctuation either Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times. "DO YOU HEAR THAT?" "What?" "Never mind, it's gone now." As much as possible, skip rather than walk. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "No, wait, I messed it up," and repeat. Ask people what gender they are. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down. Sing along at the opera. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about "psychological profiles." (Found on the internet through StumbleUpon)