Okay, we have to stop. Just reading that you are crying is making me cry. We are such girls! LOL
It was the “Glory, glory, hallelujah!” that got to me. (sniff)
Group hug!
Ok, get this. My co-worker, let's just call her Mary (because that's her name), cried during Pirates Of The Carribean. She won't even watch The Notebook for fear of drowning. So now that you know this, for about six months it seemed like everytime she came in to the office something would be wrong with her 950 Turbo Saab, that she would spend $300.00 clams (sorry Lobsta) to fix everytime something went wrong and it was getting ridiculous so I kept telling her just buy a new car. Well, finally last week she broke down and bought a new one.
When I told her the new car she finally bought looked nice, she started crying because she said she missed her old car. "But you have a new one, I said! "I don't care I loved that old car!" Ok, it's a week later and a gentleman comes up to my window (I'm a banker) and wants $400.00 clams. Now Mary is next to me and she's doing whatever, and I asked the guy how he wanted him moola? "Large please. I found this great deal on a car at the Subaru place. It's 950 Turbo Saab, it belonged to some babe named, Mary."
Have you guys ever seen an actual coniption fit? Mary's head started splitting wide open and I was standing in a pool of three inches of teardrops in less than two minutes...The spicket was turned on full blast! I still don't think she has stopped crying!
Before I left work tonight I could still hear Mary sobbing trying to convince herself the guy was getting a terrible deal and whether or not she should just "Get it over with!"
Brooke's got nothing on my co-worker Mary in the warterworks dept!