OMG people are such a source of amusement some days. I couldn't make this kinda stuff up. Honest!
One night What'sHisName was getting ready for work in his usual 'uniform': tan slacks, t-shirt, blue shirt, jacket, but... he still had his sheepskin slippers on.
A quick glance at the clock confirmed he still had a while to go before leaving soooo... no problem. Yet. Now, mind you, he had to take the slippers off to get dressed. He had his work socks on.
Forty-five minutes later, he gets up to leave for work, picks up his lunch cooler and opens the door. I look down... yep. They're still there.
"Umm... wait," I said.
"What?!" He huffs loudly, rolling his eyes, adopting a teenage pose of impudence.
Oh gee, he's so nice when I'm being helpful. I almost let him go. I woulda loved to have heard what they said at work when he's walking around with his silly sheepskin slippers... the ones with the tuft of sheepskin at the heel that look completely dorky because they're too big and he walks like a duck while wearing them. I've never liked that pair.
I pointed down to his feet.
"What??" He huffs again, clearly impatient.
"Look down."
"What?!!"
"Really... LOOK at your FEET. Are you going to wear your SLIPPERS to work??"
The look on his face was priceless.
(BTW my winter slippers are huge fuzzy stuffed reindeer heads with bells on the antlers. The cats chase me around the house trying to catch them. The really nice thing about all that racket is I'll never exit the house with those on, no way! *grin*)
