Thursday, December 22, 2005

I Beg Your Pardon

Ah, the immortal words of the Kon Kan 1989 one-hit-wonder I Beg Your Pardon (for those wondering where the post's title came from). I've included 2 recent incidents that were not my fault...that's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Incident 1: I beg your pardon! I, sir, did not, I repeat did not break this giant peppermint stick. And for your information, I also didn't eat one or two chips that "fell" out of the damaged wrapper. I'm insulted that you would make such an assumption, sir! Good day to you. I said good day!

Incident 2: I beg your pardon! Could you park any closer to the driver's side of my car? Yes, I realize that technically you are within the confines of the allotted parking space. However, you completely ignored the fact that there was someone who still needed to gain access to their car, while you left AMPLE space for you to open your side of the car and exit.

By the way, in the spirit of Christmas, I did not key your car or insert superglue into your passenger side keyhole, like I should have (and have) done in the past. I did however fold your passenger side mirror in to meet your passenger side the process of getting into my vehicle. I hope you'll understand,

Random thought of the day: I don't know how many of you out there use a digital camera, but I pretty much take mine with me whenever I leave the house. Upon returning home I don't always remove it from its case and replace it in the charging base until I am ready to upload the images to my computer. In most cases when I come home, I deposit it on a table/counter top somewhere and retrieve it later when I am going to be using the computer.

Here's my creepy thought for the day: Once in the base and uploaded to the computer, wouldn't it be creepy to be looking over the images and discover that you don't recognize the last one? Upon a closer look, you realize it's of a stranger taking his own picture...and judging from the surroundings, he's in your house. Then you hear something behind you...


Anonymous ocB said...

oooo creepy indeed!

When I was a flight attendant there were tons of storys like that. Quickly: You return to your hotel room to find all of your things missing but your digital camera and your toothbrush. You do all the normal things, scream like a sissy, kiss the camera, call the front desk, brush ya teeth and go to bed.

The next day..when you go to work in..ya i dunno the clothes you wore out the past night (work with me here lol) you tell the story, and decide to look at your camera. On the camera is a picture of someone with your toothbrush up his/her em..rear end. sure thats not how it went exactly lol, but there were so many of those storys that the person telling swore happend to his/her roomate/lover/ get the point lol here is your blog back hon.

Thursday, December 22, 2005 7:29:00 AM  
Blogger Mariana said...

That's the voice of years and years of watching horror movies talking. :D

Thursday, December 22, 2005 10:49:00 AM  
Blogger Rene Merced Jr said...

Hey, Kirk! I haven't posted a comment in awhile, so I thought I would come in and say,"Hi"

Also, thanks for the cards you sent to me and my family. I deeply appreciate the time and thought.

And, few other things you can do to a persons car are:

1. put gravel inside the hub cap and put it back on. when they go down the road they'll think their car is gonna fall apart or something.

2. If you live in a place with a deep freeze, pour 7-up someone's windshield at night. It will freeze and look like water, but the carbonation gets into cracks in the glass you can't see. So when they scrape the windshield they'll actually takes chips right out of the glass.

3. bust the tail light and stick the wire in the gas tank. when they start the car and the brake lights come on, BLAMMO! Aw, you see the look on their face then.

Just kidding about that last one.

Thursday, December 22, 2005 12:14:00 PM  
Blogger yep, it's me.... said...

you have a superb ability to creep me out.
now i have to look at the last pic on the cam

Thursday, December 22, 2005 9:25:00 PM  

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