So this morning I was sitting out on my back patio enjoying a post-workout cup of coffee in the gorgeous beginning of a day and reveling in the silence before I started my day. Oooooooh…coffee.The house next door gets regular landscaping Mondays. Luck dogs!
Just as I was taking my last swig of coffee I heard it.
He. Cut. The. Cheese.
The gentleman came around the corner of the house and we made awkward eye contact. Me frozen in the pre-sip motion. Coffee cup raised, mouth slightly open. He paused mid-step with the oh shit haha! I’ve been caught look on his face.
Being the dignified 25 year old lady (bwahahahahaha!) I am, I ignored it, smiled and went inside the house before losing my shit and running to the bathroom before wetting myself from channeling my inner middle school boy who finds farts hilarious.
Made my day, if not my entire week.