So there was a woman at my last job. My pet name for her was Incompetent ______ I'll spare the name because if you know her then you know her name, if you don't then it's better this way. She was the flooffy-est person I have ever met. She didn't do anything very well and my personal favorite was her lack of the ability to take a phone message. Argh! Many hours I gnashed my teeth over her incompetence.
But there was one thing about her that really got to me... I mean REALLY got to me was her endless obsession with the ugliest item known to man. Crocs. Ugh! She had a pair in every color and an outfit to match. Need some thing Hot Pink or Lime Green?? She had it in crocs and clothes. Worse still. She had red hair so she shouldn't have been wearing some of these colors anyway.
This is where I first began my HATE of crocs.
Now that we've had that background story of why this article is so funny to me I shall share:
Make. It. Stop.
The case for ending our long national nightmare.
2 comments:
i hate crocs. my biology teacher from last year wore them every single day. but she also didn't shave her armpits or legs and wore shorts and tank tops all the time. that was a long semester.
I hate them too. They are so tacky. My mom works for a local hospital and she has them in every color too. She even has them in flip-flop style. I hate them so much, I ask her to wear different shoes when we go out.
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