I Damn Near Threw Up
Sometimes I try and place nice when people bring “children” around me. Today one of my co-workers brought her 2-day-old baby in.
I smile, I cringed, and I hugged the walls of the hallway when they passed.
As she was leaving I decided I would attempt to engage in conversation with the mother. (She was already talking with another co-worker):
Exile- Hi Keli
Mother- Hi… So anyways, the umbilical cord finally came off yesterday. It’s a good thing, cause it was all brown and crusty.
Exile- excuse me (with bile rising, I try and get to my desk)
Mother- isn’t she cute?
Exile- sure is! (I lie. I sit down at my desk and hold back my dry heave)
I put in an effort; that has to count for something.
Exile
Original_exile@hotmail.com
I smile, I cringed, and I hugged the walls of the hallway when they passed.
As she was leaving I decided I would attempt to engage in conversation with the mother. (She was already talking with another co-worker):
Exile- Hi Keli
Mother- Hi… So anyways, the umbilical cord finally came off yesterday. It’s a good thing, cause it was all brown and crusty.
Exile- excuse me (with bile rising, I try and get to my desk)
Mother- isn’t she cute?
Exile- sure is! (I lie. I sit down at my desk and hold back my dry heave)
I put in an effort; that has to count for something.
Exile
Original_exile@hotmail.com
16 Comments:
You're horrible. You're honest but you're horrible!
you def have a phobia....you're the boy in the plastic bubble! that's right!
By Anonymous, at Friday, June 03, 2005 9:07:00 PM
my brother tried to bribe me into watching his new girl-fling's kids.
my dad had to step in with "joe, you are asking the wrong person. are you out of your mind?"
By exile, at Sunday, June 05, 2005 12:27:00 AM
I LOVE IT! smart father.
By Anonymous, at Sunday, June 05, 2005 7:36:00 AM
It could have been worse. She could have talked about the delivery. Trust me, you don't want to know dilation details of non-significant others.
By Ontario Emperor, at Sunday, June 05, 2005 8:08:00 PM
Mitzee- yeah, sometimes he get's things, i still get nothing
O E- or when you hear about the whole thing about how they poop themselves durring the delivery. (what do you think happens with all that pushing.)
By exile, at Sunday, June 05, 2005 10:44:00 PM
ok now there's no need to get into nitty gritty delivery details....even i don't care to know about that...YUK!
as for u get nothing....um.....you are coming here friday no?
By Anonymous, at Monday, June 06, 2005 10:36:00 AM
nitty gritty baby pooping is bad bad
let's just say i get nothing in california, but in toronto... i get everything!
By exile, at Monday, June 06, 2005 12:28:00 PM
that's RIGHT!
By Anonymous, at Monday, June 06, 2005 4:36:00 PM
children are germ incubators. And they talk. incessantly. I have one... yea..
and all babies look the same. and I hate how people baby talk around them even when they are talking to you. ugh. Babies.
By Vivalacrap, at Monday, June 06, 2005 10:01:00 PM
they're small creepy humans with their crap taped to their butts.
hillarebel- when you talk to babies like their idiots they grow up to be stupid children.
By exile, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 12:41:00 AM
I never talk baby talk to my kids, how else would they have picked up on all that profanity? ;)
By Anonymous, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 8:41:00 AM
shit yeah!
that's why you're a kick ass milf...
i mean mom, a kick ass mom.
By exile, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 11:11:00 AM
it's ok milf is acceptable.
By Anonymous, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 1:23:00 PM
you like being a milf.
swing'n that thang, make'n the boys drool
By exile, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 1:32:00 PM
not the boys...just u.
By Anonymous, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 3:56:00 PM
granted, you do leave me salavating like pavlov's dog, but i know i'm not the only one.
By exile, at Tuesday, June 07, 2005 4:44:00 PM
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