Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Signs, Signs, Everywhere A Sign...

Two nights ago, I learned two very valuable lessons:

1. Just because the Cracker Barrel that I work for has the men's restroom on the left and the women's on the right in the little restroom hallway, does not mean every Cracker Barrel employs this same policy.


2. A grown man caught in the act of readjusting his goods by a woman barreling into the wrong bathroom will shriek like a little girl.


Lesson learned. Either I read signs instead of assuming I understand the bathroom arrangement or I walk around with my ipod blasting in my ears...


  1. I'm always torn between laughing at your posts, and feeling bad for laughing at your posts :)

  2. Laugh away. =) It's usually what keeps me sane.

  3. Oh dear. How unfortunate, I say between giggles.

  4. LOL!!!!!

    You must use this in a book...

  5. Oh I will. I've got a series planned that's set in Tennessee and I've got a list of things I've done, seen, heard will be a laugh til your sides hurt group of books!

  6. *laughs helplessly*

  7. LMAO. I've done that, it's always a mixture of embarrasment and laughter for me.

  8. This post should come with a spit-take warning!!


    Though for some odd reason, my husband didn't find it nearly as funny as I did.



  9. nice stuff here, very very nice


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