More tales of stupid people
Aug. 29th, 2007 09:14 amSo, the BFF moved to the panhandle of FLAHrida. And while I'm certainly not denigrating an entire state (some of my favorite flisters are Floridians, after all *Alpha shout-out*) there does seem to be a high concentration of WTFery in the backwoods of FL/GA.
1) we have the neighbor that prefers to blow up their trash with gasoline bombs - because it's easier to make a bomb, pile up your garbage up, and go for it than it is to drag a trashcan to the curb for pickup. (wtf.)
2) we have the lady who lived in a trailer (nothing wrong with that) but the trailer had no steps. It was up on jacks. But wait, there's more. (BFF found a random dog and was going from ranch to ranch trying to find the owner, because she's nice like that.) She knocks at the base of the door (again, up on jacks, so 4 feet up off the ground. No steps.) The door opens and some chick in cut offs (pockets hanging out) and SCORES of PHONE NUMBERS written in SHARPIE on her LEGS. Why? Who knows. Like, more than 80 phone numbers. Because... paper is hard to come by?
3) we have the meth'd out-looking chick staggering from the woods holding a massive revolver in one hand and a barking dog leashed with a clothesline in the other hand. She approaches BFF and her husband (in their car, slowing down to avoid hitting her) and she points at a big rattlesnake on the side of the road. "You see that? I done hit 'em with a STICK! He's comin' after my dog, so I done hit 'em with a stick!" all while waving the revolver around wildly. (I'll give you a few seconds to see what's wrong with that one.)
4) and my personal favorite, the hillbillies giggin' frogs in a flat bottomed boat floating down the river behind BFF's ranch. Water moccasins pretty much drip out of the trees there and build their nests in the exposed sides of creeks and rivers. Sure enough, a big one fell from an overhanging branch into the boat and one of the hillbillies grabbed his shotgun and shot at it. In the boat. The boat immediately started sinking, floating towards the side of the river where it was thick with the snakes. She heard him moan, "Oh, shit."
It's like this is where the Darwin Award winners go to die.
And now, we have tales of her at her new job, a gov't position. You'd think you'd be fine working in a gov't job, right? WRONG. We have co-workers who come to WORK, a JOB where they are PAID actual money, they come to work in pajama dresses and house shoes. Like, fuzzy, plastic coated (and padded) backless house slippers. Three of her coworkers!
Yesterday, a co-worker advised her to go online and look up sexual predators for their zip code because "you'd be surprised how many of us are married to them." !!!!!!!!!
She walks to the lunch room and sees one computer with a MUG SHOT of a guy as the desktop image. The lady says that's her husband, that's his mug shot from being arrested for MOLESTING A CHILD, but she "just thinks that's a really good picture of him."
His mug shot.
I-
That's not-
Well.
She's given herself a month and a half left before she reevaluates staying. I don't blame her. (And I'd leave sooner.)
Last dress rehearsal before filming is tonight. I love her stories because they are my inspiration for "Lynnette." Niiiiiiice. Also, I get the distinct feeling my left leg grew an inch in a week. Maybe I just need new running shoes... *scratches head*
1) we have the neighbor that prefers to blow up their trash with gasoline bombs - because it's easier to make a bomb, pile up your garbage up, and go for it than it is to drag a trashcan to the curb for pickup. (wtf.)
2) we have the lady who lived in a trailer (nothing wrong with that) but the trailer had no steps. It was up on jacks. But wait, there's more. (BFF found a random dog and was going from ranch to ranch trying to find the owner, because she's nice like that.) She knocks at the base of the door (again, up on jacks, so 4 feet up off the ground. No steps.) The door opens and some chick in cut offs (pockets hanging out) and SCORES of PHONE NUMBERS written in SHARPIE on her LEGS. Why? Who knows. Like, more than 80 phone numbers. Because... paper is hard to come by?
3) we have the meth'd out-looking chick staggering from the woods holding a massive revolver in one hand and a barking dog leashed with a clothesline in the other hand. She approaches BFF and her husband (in their car, slowing down to avoid hitting her) and she points at a big rattlesnake on the side of the road. "You see that? I done hit 'em with a STICK! He's comin' after my dog, so I done hit 'em with a stick!" all while waving the revolver around wildly. (I'll give you a few seconds to see what's wrong with that one.)
4) and my personal favorite, the hillbillies giggin' frogs in a flat bottomed boat floating down the river behind BFF's ranch. Water moccasins pretty much drip out of the trees there and build their nests in the exposed sides of creeks and rivers. Sure enough, a big one fell from an overhanging branch into the boat and one of the hillbillies grabbed his shotgun and shot at it. In the boat. The boat immediately started sinking, floating towards the side of the river where it was thick with the snakes. She heard him moan, "Oh, shit."
It's like this is where the Darwin Award winners go to die.
And now, we have tales of her at her new job, a gov't position. You'd think you'd be fine working in a gov't job, right? WRONG. We have co-workers who come to WORK, a JOB where they are PAID actual money, they come to work in pajama dresses and house shoes. Like, fuzzy, plastic coated (and padded) backless house slippers. Three of her coworkers!
Yesterday, a co-worker advised her to go online and look up sexual predators for their zip code because "you'd be surprised how many of us are married to them." !!!!!!!!!
She walks to the lunch room and sees one computer with a MUG SHOT of a guy as the desktop image. The lady says that's her husband, that's his mug shot from being arrested for MOLESTING A CHILD, but she "just thinks that's a really good picture of him."
His mug shot.
I-
That's not-
Well.
She's given herself a month and a half left before she reevaluates staying. I don't blame her. (And I'd leave sooner.)
Last dress rehearsal before filming is tonight. I love her stories because they are my inspiration for "Lynnette." Niiiiiiice. Also, I get the distinct feeling my left leg grew an inch in a week. Maybe I just need new running shoes... *scratches head*
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:23 pm (UTC)Also it's not called the Redneck Riviera for nothin!
I live in the relatively civilized wang of the US thank you very much!
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:28 pm (UTC)Hee! The people watching is SUBLIME. :D
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:27 pm (UTC)If you panic (like the goobers in the story above), you'll just capsize the boat, and then you'll be in the water along with the snake.
As concerns stupid redneck stories...ask me about the "Master of Sparks" sometime.
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:29 pm (UTC)And I'm game: tell me about the Master of Sparks. :D
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:53 pm (UTC)I used to camp in trailers all the time. Sometimes the steps break off (O_o I know).. Anyways, there are definitely places you can get make-shift steps for it (we had some), it doesn't cost that much, I promise. Phone numbers on her LEGS?? wtf?
Omg, the WM shooting scene sounds like something out of a movie. Gun shot + boat = you'reabouttosinkveryquickly, d'oh!
I wish I could wear PJ's to work... O_o
... Tell her to move... fast!
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:57 pm (UTC)And she wants to move desperately (even though they have a gorgeous ranch with tons of room for their horses) but her husband is a professor as FSU, so... *shrugs* They're stuck for a few years.
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Date: 2007-08-29 02:57 pm (UTC)I don't know what I get less a)shooting through the bottom of the boat you're in or b)why they have shotguns in the first place. ... Though possibly I should shut up now, because I just remembered that my grandpa had a scar on his leg from the time they went poaching and his buddy mistook him for deer.
Will we get a picture of you dressed up at Lynnette? Pleeeease?
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:09 pm (UTC)someonean alligator, so better bring a gun! o_0And when I get a picture to share, definitely!! It's HILARIOUS.
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:08 pm (UTC)(Um... your icon is DELICIOUS. I'm very much enjoying Mad Men.)
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:18 pm (UTC)I have some of that around me (living in the country, rural TN, HELLO) but not to that extreme.
This is amusing to say the least:D
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:22 pm (UTC)People are SO WEIRD. :D
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:30 pm (UTC)I think it's high time a ninja-van-kidnapping-rescue was organized.
I have a friend whose in-laws are from this region, and her stories about them all orbit around the same galactic black hole of "behavior of the kind that if we made it up, we'd be slammed by 15 different anti-defamation leagues, minimum."
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:13 pm (UTC)And I told her after the shock wore off that she was living in a Jenny Jones episode. :D
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:14 pm (UTC)Get out while you can. (I kid. The Dirrrty is bad ass.)
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:39 pm (UTC)Awww, they named your character after me! If I wore shoes with 5-inch plastic see-through heels. *g*
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:15 pm (UTC)You SHOULD wear plastic-see-through heels - they're shockingly comfy. Heee!
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Date: 2007-08-29 03:46 pm (UTC)Maybe phone number girl was mistaken for a toilet stall wall by a bunch of drunk guys? You sure you didn't see "For a good time" written on her ass?
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:16 pm (UTC)I really think the chick runs a meth lab, and those are her contacts or something. It just makes no SENSE! And hahahahahahaha to "f a g t" on her ass, HEEEE! Maybe she has those disposable phones, so she writes the new number down every time she gets a new one?
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:31 pm (UTC)Yowza. Do other countries have their Floridas, I wonder? You know, the place where crazy people go to live?
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Date: 2007-08-29 05:07 pm (UTC)That's a good question. I'm pretty sure "Austria" is the "Florida" of Germany... That makes sense in my head. *g* I knowt hat Mr. S has some great stories about Hungary, nude elderly men, and elephantine balls. Hahahahaha!
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Date: 2007-08-29 04:49 pm (UTC)A really GOOD picture of him?
A.
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Date: 2007-08-29 05:05 pm (UTC)I KNOW!! What on EARTH, people!!
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Date: 2007-08-29 05:30 pm (UTC)"She walks to the lunch room and sees one computer with a MUG SHOT of a guy as the desktop image. The lady says that's her husband, that's his mug shot from being arrested for MOLESTING A CHILD, but she "just thinks that's a really good picture of him." WTF???? There are really no words for the wrong in that paragraph.
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Date: 2007-08-29 09:54 pm (UTC)Also -- #2 could totally be inspiration for you. I saw the mention of the pockets and said "Britney shorts!!". Go git yer marker, babe.
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Date: 2007-08-29 11:28 pm (UTC)I know some of those people. I swear I do. 'Specially the chick in the jacked up trailer with the phone numbers on her thigh. I swear I worked with her.....
man.
*hides*
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Date: 2007-08-30 11:56 am (UTC)But the shooting the bottom of the boat story... that's one of my faves.
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