This week has been the worst week for massage since I started three months ago.
I've literally given less than 3 hours worth of massages in one week.
The good news is that one of those 30 minute massages was Swen.
I said, "Oh, hi, Swen! How are you feeling?"
He said, "Yah, I sink so!"
I said, "Is it still your neck that's bothering you?"
He said, "Yah! I sink so!"
I said, "Do you have to drive far to get here?"
He said, "Yah, I sink so!"
I said, "Do you want me to stop asking you stupid questions?"
He said, "Yah! I sink so!"
In other news, someone played a terrific joke on The Owner this past week.
The big HEB is out of crawfish so they have a giant sign on the front door that says, "We are out of crawfish. Sorry for the inconvenience."
Right below that sign was a sign stapled onto a stick that said, "Fresh Louisiana Crawfish, 85 cents! Call this number and ask for Don!"
Don is The Owner.
He said, "I get all kind of calls, man! People have not enough to do, man! That mean joke, man!"
I told him I thought it was funny and that I was going to go put the sign back up.
He said, "No, man! I don't want more calls, man! I don't have crawfish, man!"
1 comment:
I love the voice in my head that says "Yah, I sink so!" every time I read that. It leaves me rolling every time.
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