OK, so here is what Saturday night was like...
We were meeting my husband's family for dinner (his grandparent's anniversary). As we drove into the parking lot I pulled out a pen to sign a card for his grandparents - after I signed my name, I noticed an ink spot on the top of the card... I thought to myself WTF where did this come from? Then I looked at the bottom of the card and noticed a huge puddle of ink on the bottom of the card...WTH I thought again as I looked up to see my ink stained hands. The damn pen exploded as I was signing our name!!! Not only did blue ink get all over the card and my hands, all over my new shirt, pants and on the leather on my car door! So, after using my husband's hankie to wipe up - no use though, because the ink on my hands were already dry by the time he could get the hankie out of his pocket - my husband and I (now looking like smurfette) enter the restaurant.
...skip 30 minutes...
Now everyone has finally sat down and is looking at the menu as a waiter with a tray full of black bean chili soup (or something like that) is walking past our table. Well, the waiter trips, the soup goes up in the air and I feel a splat on my face. I think WTF? Then I realize the soup has splattered all over our table, and my husband and I have taken the brunt of the soup. Now that has truly made my day! There is soup on my face, on my shirt, on my husband's coat, shirt, and the best part - on my husband's light cargo pants....AARRGGHHH...I was pretty pissed by the end of that day...
Cliffs:
Pen explodes - ink all over my hands, new shirt, pants and leather in my car
Waiter trips and throws chili/bean soup up in the air that lands on my husband and myself....
My husband and I leave the restaurant looking mighty funny...
We were meeting my husband's family for dinner (his grandparent's anniversary). As we drove into the parking lot I pulled out a pen to sign a card for his grandparents - after I signed my name, I noticed an ink spot on the top of the card... I thought to myself WTF where did this come from? Then I looked at the bottom of the card and noticed a huge puddle of ink on the bottom of the card...WTH I thought again as I looked up to see my ink stained hands. The damn pen exploded as I was signing our name!!! Not only did blue ink get all over the card and my hands, all over my new shirt, pants and on the leather on my car door! So, after using my husband's hankie to wipe up - no use though, because the ink on my hands were already dry by the time he could get the hankie out of his pocket - my husband and I (now looking like smurfette) enter the restaurant.
...skip 30 minutes...
Now everyone has finally sat down and is looking at the menu as a waiter with a tray full of black bean chili soup (or something like that) is walking past our table. Well, the waiter trips, the soup goes up in the air and I feel a splat on my face. I think WTF? Then I realize the soup has splattered all over our table, and my husband and I have taken the brunt of the soup. Now that has truly made my day! There is soup on my face, on my shirt, on my husband's coat, shirt, and the best part - on my husband's light cargo pants....AARRGGHHH...I was pretty pissed by the end of that day...
Cliffs:
Pen explodes - ink all over my hands, new shirt, pants and leather in my car
Waiter trips and throws chili/bean soup up in the air that lands on my husband and myself....
My husband and I leave the restaurant looking mighty funny...
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