I Don't Trust...
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Totally alright with this! I had to service a building on Christmas day one year and as part of my job, the company provided me with a key to the building with only a single room with a freight elevator. No other access or stairs because of security. I took the elevator to the lower level and did my thing and went back out the way I came in when the elevator stopped between floors. No alarm, no grinding noise, nothing. Just stopped. I hit the emergency phone and, of course, no dial tone and no pick up. I tried my phone ..... and no signal. I also knew that the company was taking Christmas day through the weekend and the following Monday off. Plus, I needed to go to the washroom. Only - worse.
After trying like 30 minutes of doing really stupid panicky type stuff, the car just started again, went up to the main floor and "ding", opened. Like nothing happened. Like "oh, did that bother you?". So. Elevators.
I was kinda glad nobody else was there when the door opened. I probably looked like dumb and dumber laying in the corner of a toilet stall sucking his thumb.
After trying like 30 minutes of doing really stupid panicky type stuff, the car just started again, went up to the main floor and "ding", opened. Like nothing happened. Like "oh, did that bother you?". So. Elevators.
I was kinda glad nobody else was there when the door opened. I probably looked like dumb and dumber laying in the corner of a toilet stall sucking his thumb.
Hey Everyone,
Just as a bit of humor, dedicated to anyone who is having a tough day...
For some reason, today I was thinking about some of the things in this world that I just don't trust.
For instance...
* Clowns. What could be more frightening than a grown man dressed in blindingly clashing colors, frilly pom pom and ruffles, and goes around honking a beepy red nose? That's not funny, that's just frightening (especially if he has jagged teeth and are named "Pennywise...")
I don't trust clowns.
* Spam. Just one step above clowns, except that they try to pass it off as something "edible." *shudder* I'm pretty sure the ingredients in two cans of Spam are never quite the same, because they make it out of any leftovers that happen to be available that day. (Ever wonder what really happened to poor little Billy's pet goldfish? The makers of Spam had a quota to meet.)
I don't trust Spam, or anything that claims to be "meat".... and comes in a can. (Why does that sound like line from Dr. Seuss...)
* Vending machines. For some reason, I've always been a bit apprehensive about vending machines. I'm always certain that the product is going to get stuck and rip me off (and I'm not quite strong enough to shake the entire machine into giving me what I want), or that when I actually reach into the supposed magic dispensing tray of the machine to claim my prize, it's going to chop my hand off, just like in some kind of horror movie.
I don't trust vending machines.
* And finally... I can't help but think of a bit of advice a lovely older woman at church once doled out with a wink: "Honey, never trust a man who says, 'Just trust me,' even if you've been married to him for 15 years. That's how we got our youngest child."
Lol.
Well. I'm not going to say I wouldn't trust my husband at the time (if I ever find him), but... you know.
Serious or silly...
What are some things in this world that you just don't trust?
Just as a bit of humor, dedicated to anyone who is having a tough day...
For some reason, today I was thinking about some of the things in this world that I just don't trust.
For instance...
* Clowns. What could be more frightening than a grown man dressed in blindingly clashing colors, frilly pom pom and ruffles, and goes around honking a beepy red nose? That's not funny, that's just frightening (especially if he has jagged teeth and are named "Pennywise...")
I don't trust clowns.
* Spam. Just one step above clowns, except that they try to pass it off as something "edible." *shudder* I'm pretty sure the ingredients in two cans of Spam are never quite the same, because they make it out of any leftovers that happen to be available that day. (Ever wonder what really happened to poor little Billy's pet goldfish? The makers of Spam had a quota to meet.)
I don't trust Spam, or anything that claims to be "meat".... and comes in a can. (Why does that sound like line from Dr. Seuss...)
* Vending machines. For some reason, I've always been a bit apprehensive about vending machines. I'm always certain that the product is going to get stuck and rip me off (and I'm not quite strong enough to shake the entire machine into giving me what I want), or that when I actually reach into the supposed magic dispensing tray of the machine to claim my prize, it's going to chop my hand off, just like in some kind of horror movie.
I don't trust vending machines.
* And finally... I can't help but think of a bit of advice a lovely older woman at church once doled out with a wink: "Honey, never trust a man who says, 'Just trust me,' even if you've been married to him for 15 years. That's how we got our youngest child."
Lol.
Well. I'm not going to say I wouldn't trust my husband at the time (if I ever find him), but... you know.
Serious or silly...
What are some things in this world that you just don't trust?
I don't trust my nephew when he's crawling into the kitchen (he likes cat food)
I don't trust my sister TO DRIVE WITH LIABILITY
i don't trust my other nephew to sleep in the same bed with me, I'd rather not wake up in a puddle of pee
I don't trust my step dad to use any money he ask foe responsibly
I don't trust my cat to stay in the house when i open the door for have a second, she stays out there a lot
I don't trust my other sister to close her door when she's getting dressed or undressed I DON'T WANNA SEE THAT IDC IF I WAS RAISED AROUND YOU
I don't trust my mom to get fruit that i actually care about when i ask for fruit, who wants apples when they ask for fruit? What type of weirdo wants apples and oranges?
I don't trust the fall back game
I don't trust mini me (my other other nephew) to choose blue over red
I don't trust knitted blankets
I don't trust old drivers, it's almost always an old lady that nearly runs me over
I don't trust that guy that totally doesn't spend all his money on drugs with gas money
I don't trust dryers they always ruin everything
I don't trust male anime characters to not be completely lame and super shy.... cuz all of them are
I don't trust people who say "on God"
I don't trust pizza hut to offer reasonable prices "can we get a medium pizza" " yea you cannget one it's only $20" BRUH what? only ONLY
I don't trust gacha games to give me anything i actually want
I don't trust my mom's dishwater it puts lava to shame, but somehow she never washes the dishes....
I dont trust human beings to order reasonable things online YOU GUYS BUY ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING i was loading christmas trees like anweek and a half after Christmas and i load like four keyboards like the piano thingies a day i know you do not know how to use that it was just on sale
I don't trust people who say they are right around the corner it's not true fam your still three hours away
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I don’t trust chickens. No specific reason, it’s more just that when I let them out, they follow me. And they have those beady little eyes, and they’re always looking sideways at me.
I don’t trust infomercials for cleaning products. I saw one a while back for some type of push vacuum deal, claimed it could pick up anything, wet or dry. Then it shows it rolling over a pancake “It can even pick up a pancake!” So I was all excited, because who DOESN’T have the pancake-on-the-floor problem? And who would bother just leaning over and picking it up when they could wander off to find this vacuum first? So, after that, no matter what type of cleaning product it was, my standard for infomercials was “but can it pick up a pancake??” But then, one sad night, the vacuum was back on, and I sat through the whole dang thing waiting for the pancake, only to be brutally let down. And I’ll never know if they had overstated the vacuum’s abilities, or if they stopped showing the pancake because it was offensive to pancake activists.
...I don’t trust myself to post before I’ve finished my coffee...
I don’t trust infomercials for cleaning products. I saw one a while back for some type of push vacuum deal, claimed it could pick up anything, wet or dry. Then it shows it rolling over a pancake “It can even pick up a pancake!” So I was all excited, because who DOESN’T have the pancake-on-the-floor problem? And who would bother just leaning over and picking it up when they could wander off to find this vacuum first? So, after that, no matter what type of cleaning product it was, my standard for infomercials was “but can it pick up a pancake??” But then, one sad night, the vacuum was back on, and I sat through the whole dang thing waiting for the pancake, only to be brutally let down. And I’ll never know if they had overstated the vacuum’s abilities, or if they stopped showing the pancake because it was offensive to pancake activists.
...I don’t trust myself to post before I’ve finished my coffee...
Oh man. The pancake-eating vacuum cleaner brings back good memories. Back when I was married, we were two broke college students and our primary form of entertainment was staying up late to watch those ridiculous infomercials.
However... what was even more ridiculous is that about 10 minutes into every "show", we'd both look at each other at the same time and be like, "We SO NEED THAT!!!" It's a good thing we couldn't afford all that stuff or we would have wound up with an apartment full of junk, that's for sure.
And, I can't blame you for not trusting chickens--most especially because of those beady little eyes.
I'd watch my back if I were you, MissCris--I'll bet all those chickens are tucked away in their coop--feathers ruffled, and all the while planning to stage a coup.
#MssCrissAndTheGreatChickenRebellionOf2018.
However... what was even more ridiculous is that about 10 minutes into every "show", we'd both look at each other at the same time and be like, "We SO NEED THAT!!!" It's a good thing we couldn't afford all that stuff or we would have wound up with an apartment full of junk, that's for sure.
And, I can't blame you for not trusting chickens--most especially because of those beady little eyes.
I'd watch my back if I were you, MissCris--I'll bet all those chickens are tucked away in their coop--feathers ruffled, and all the while planning to stage a coup.
#MssCrissAndTheGreatChickenRebellionOf2018.
