I just went outside to get today’s mail – and there was a birthday card from my mother- and father-in-law. Those of you who have been reading here for awhile know that I don’t like them a whole bunch, and it’s mutual – they pretty much can’t stand me either. That’s why I don’t feel bad about laughing at their card, rather than repeating the “it’s the thought that counts” mantra.
The front of the card says:
A Birthday Quiz:
A woman is heading to her hair appointment when she spots GEORGE and BRAD hitchhiking on the side of the road. She only has room for one…
WHO DOES SHE STOP TO PICK UP?
On the front, there’s a woman behind the wheel of a car, and cartoon guys that are supposed to look like Brad Pitt and George Clooney.
Inside, the card says:
Trick Question.
A woman would never risk missing her hair appointment for ANYTHING!
Stop and digest that for a moment.
ARE. YOU. KIDDING. ME? First of all, I’d miss a hair appointment for far lesser things (I nearly missed an appointment once because I couldn’t seem to shut up on a phone call – sitting in the parking lot of the hair salon unable to find a reasonable ending for the call). I am just not that into my hair (and, my sister is a stylist – so I’m fairly sure she would understand and squeeze me in elsewhere should I need to reschedule).
I don’t know why this card annoys me the way it does – but my god, it annoys me. I guess because I’ve never been such a foofy girl that I am that wrapped up in my hair – and that I would be so much concerned with my hair, that I would miss out on an opportunity to squeeze both George and Brad in my car (and the answer is: She finds a way to take them BOTH).
I saw my BEAUTIFUL George walking on the road needing a ride I’d forget I had hair…and a husband LMAO! They are weirdo’s!
Thank goodness mine don’t give cards. Just cash.
I wonder, have your in-laws actually met you? 😉
They’ve met me… But… They’re… Um. Yeah.
They have no clue.