File under: Well, You Asked. . .

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Today before class I went to the cafeteria for a sugar free, fat free, flavor reduced smoothie.

"Would you like a booster with that?"

"Yes. Vodka."

It's been a long morning.

Comments

Mike Golch said…
I can totally relate to that when I was a Corrections Officer I had days like that as well.
April 22, 2008 at 3:14 PM
Lisa Wheeler Milton said…
Oh, I had that weekend. I know I must be wearing my shoulders as earrings when I see my husband spiking my drink.

I hope your week takes a turn for the mellow.
April 22, 2008 at 3:34 PM
Mary Alice said…
There are those days that flavor reduced smoothies just won't do the trick.
April 22, 2008 at 4:05 PM
Julie Pippert said…
Ohhh that's too bad it's one of *those* days. Bottoms up!
April 22, 2008 at 5:38 PM
Sojourner said…
I am sorry you are having a bad day. Hope the rest of the week is better. <3<3<3<3<3
April 22, 2008 at 8:36 PM
Family Adventure said…
That might happen when Absolut comes out with a low cal version... ?

Hope this morning is less long!

Heidi
April 23, 2008 at 7:44 AM
Saucy said…
It is my belief that no smoothie should be sugar-free or fat free. If you're ingesting pulverized food, isn't texture-free enough?
April 23, 2008 at 8:48 AM
Mrs. G. said…
I'm thinking we need to design a flask for teachers that is shaped like a dry erase marker. I think we could sell millions.
April 23, 2008 at 7:56 PM
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April 23, 2008 at 7:56 PM
JessTrev said…
Where was that flask when I was teaching?! I adore Billy Collins... hope your week got better.
April 24, 2008 at 11:00 AM
JCK said…
It sounds like you need your very own version of JackO'Clock! With Vodka!
April 29, 2008 at 11:04 AM
K. said…
And this is why I adore you.
May 2, 2008 at 3:45 PM
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