Blondes @ MindSay

Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensive double-pane energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call from the contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn't paid for them.

Helllooooo? Just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid.

So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told me last year, that in ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves!

Helllooooo? It's been a year, I told him. There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up. He never called back. Guess I won that stupid argument.

I bet he felt like an idiot.

Alligator Shoes
>>  >
>>  > A young blonde woman was on vacation and driving through the
>> Everglades.
>>  >
>>  > She wanted to take home a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the
>> worst
>>  > way,
>>  > but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors
>> were
>>  > asking. After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle on
>> prices"
>>  > attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, "Well
then,
>>  > maybe
>>  > I'll just go out and catch my own alligator, so I can get a pair
of
>>  > shoes
>>  > for free!"
>>  >
>>  > The shopkeeper said with a sly, knowing smile, "Little lady, just
>> go and
>>  >
>>  > give it a try!"
>>  >
>>  > The blonde headed out toward the swamps, determined to catch an
>>  > alligator.
>>  > Later in the day, as the shopkeeper is driving home, he pulls
over
>> to
>>  > the
>>  > side of the levee where he spots the same young woman standing
>> waist
>>  > deep
>>  > in the murky bayou water, shotgun in hand. Just then, he spots a
>> huge
>>  > 9-foot 'gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning speed,
>> she
>>  > takes
>>  > aim, kills the creature and hauls it onto the slimy bank of the
>> swamp.
>>  > More
>>  > incredibly, lying nearby were 7 more of the dead creatures, all
>> lying on
>>  >
>>  > their backs!
>>  >
>>  > The shopkeeper stood on the bank, watching in silent amazement.
>>  >
>>  > The blonde struggled and flipped the gator onto its back. Rolling
>> her
>>  > eyes
>>  > heavenward and screaming in great frustration, she shouts, "DARN
>> IT!
>>  > THIS
>>  > ONE'S BAREFOOT, TOO!?"

"Honestly, when will I ever use math again in my life?" I asked myself that all the time in Highschool...and now it's coming back to haunt me...College Math 104 is raping my life, and I do mean rough.....

 

I could never understand why some teachers will have the class work together in groups, like there is some sort of compulsery need to create friendship with those you sit around...because you know the great big jock sitting next to you really wants to be partners. So hell why not let's all just work together and solve this problem like some super powered friend league...

 

I prefer to work alone...not that I'm anti-social, far from it...It's just that you can't rely on others to do their share of the work....the jock sits there and reaps the benefits of your mental work....while he get's to sit there and spit out his tobacco juices into a little Orange Juice bottle...or the girl sitting to my left twirling her hair as if she is going to magically make it stay curled....

 

stupid people...stupid math...

 

I hate math with a burning passion, and forcing me to work with a bunch of tards worse off than me is just going to amplify my hatred for this subject...

 

Die math.....just die.....

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