What? I Know Shit
Yesterday a friend at work was telling me about how she badly burned her arm getting something out of the oven, and she's worried about her tattoo.
It's a tattoo of a turtle, and another coworker saw the scab and asked "Oh! You're getting the turtle's back filled in with different colors?" Uhhh, no, Peg.
Without even thinking, I said to her, "Well, let me know if you need any touch-up work done; I know a really great tattoo artist." She looked at me for a second before laughing hysterically.
"What?! I can know tattoo artists!"
My friend wiped the tears from her eyes and agreed with me. "It's really just the last thing I ever thought would come out of your mouth. Of all the people here."
It's a tattoo of a turtle, and another coworker saw the scab and asked "Oh! You're getting the turtle's back filled in with different colors?" Uhhh, no, Peg.
Without even thinking, I said to her, "Well, let me know if you need any touch-up work done; I know a really great tattoo artist." She looked at me for a second before laughing hysterically.
"What?! I can know tattoo artists!"
My friend wiped the tears from her eyes and agreed with me. "It's really just the last thing I ever thought would come out of your mouth. Of all the people here."
posted by Green at 4/04/2006 08:22:00 AM
4 Comments:
I think this is my favorite post of yours, ever. It absolutely captures what lies beneath your mild-mannered exterior.
You've got layers like an onion, baby.
that really got me...LMAO !
Calm yourself,dear!
Of course you know a TATOO ARTIST !
As your semi official press secretary, I'm not sure this is something that can be "covered up" so to speak.
This may permanently color your image.
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