So, I mentioned that we’ve had a sick Rick.
Sick Rick is not a happy Rick. He is a sad Rick. Random Rick trivia… there’s no warning when he sneezes. And unlike yours truly, he doesn’t have a cute little baby panda sneeze. Rick has a kind of scream/bellow sneeze. Which is inevitably followed with the stranglegoose sound of him blowing his nose.
More random Rick trivia- unless he’s in bed or the shower, he’s wearing his hiking/combat boots. Now, keep all of that in mind.
The scene in the office this week- Ari working away diligently, taking calls, attending meetings…
SCREAMSNEEZE… clomp clomp clomp clomp.. STRANGLEGOOSE.
Eventually, the demonic little spark of creativity in my head turned it into a dance instructor chanting a routine-
SCREAMSNEEZE, kick ball change, bump bump, clomp clomp STRANGLEGOOSE bump bump JAZZ HANDS!
It was a long week even before I caught the cold from my favorite germ vector. Le sigh.
Starbucks on a Sunday morning-
It was chilly this morning, and I didn’t want to deal with actually going OUT to breakfast, so we placed a pickup order at Starbucks. Being Starbucks, they did what they do best and screwed up my order, and then got all indignant when I wouldn’t hand them a debit card (I paid online with a gift card that I don’t have a physical copy of) or my phone. So they deposited money onto a blank gift card.
Whatever. Gimmah my damn coffee.
We’re pulling out of the drive through and I’m frowning at this piece of plastic. I’m not good at keeping track of pieces of plastic, and I know I’m never going to use this. So we start scanning the parking lot to commit a random act of kindness.
Enter Mr. Officer… we waved him over to the truck and he had a look of polite dread, to put it mildly. We handed him the card, thanked him for his service, and drove away.
Rick- wow, what kind of day has he had?
Me- did he think we were going to tell him he had to arrest the barista for getting our coffee order wrong?
/general laughter as we pull away in a cloud of good deed smug
On the way home from dinner this evening-
It’s. snowing. New Mexico spring is drunk once again… was 80 degrees just a few days ago, but today it’s snowing.. lovely.
We pass by Bahama Buck’s, and there’s actually people in the drive through
Me- Who the fuck wants shaved ice today?
Rick- Uh, those people, apparently. But hey, maybe they are getting the special hot shaved ice.
Me- /turning and eyeing him narrowly Did you just make a dad joke?
Rick- /snickers
Me- I’m pretty sure that I have to by law serve you with divorce papers for that. We don’t even have kids!
Rick- Sure we do, three little furry ones.
Me- /shaking head Oh I’m so writing this one up, sir.
Rick- /still snickering, having learned NOTHING.
Curiouser and Curiouser 