Gangbangers Have To Use The Overflow Parking
(My husband and I took our nine-month-old daughter to the doctor’s for her booster flu shot. We drive into a spot that’s labeled “patron parking,” and my husband observes something to the effect of:)
Husband: “Yep, we’re allowed to park here.”
(I turn and get out of the car, while telling him:)
Me: “The label is probably for game days; the lot is rather close to the [Local College Stadium].”
(He gives me a funny look, and comes around to get the baby out of the car.)
Husband: “What did you say the label was for?”
Me: “Game days!”
Husband: *a massive look of relief rests on his face* “Oh, good. I thought you said they were for GANGBANGS.”
(I was laughing so hard that I barely made it to the building in a straight line.)
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