Friday, January 23, 2009

Don't Tell Me What To Do

Sometimes I like to live dangerously, buck the system, be a rebel.
















So, today while I was at the doctor I blatantly disregarded this very professionally taped-up sign in the office warning me not to use electronic devices. Ha. I scoff. This room is way too small and boring not to text while in there.



















It's just too bad my phone camera takes such crappy evidence pictures. Pus, my phone doesn't look anything like those scary warning pictures.

7 comments:

Bebe said...

Just going to work in the Valley of Gunk is living dangerously enough. Must you live so far out on the edge?

CornishPal said...

Pus, really?

CornishPal said...

Oh, plus your phone doesn't look anything like those scary warning pictures.


This is Lori B. by the way, my dinner club thought we should all have food-related names.

Olivia said...

Oh geez! Pus? That made me laugh so hard! I guess I should correct that very Freudian typo, but it's too damn funny now!

And of course I know it's you Lori B! What other friend from Cornish do I have? And if you were going for food, shouldn't you be CornishHen? Just wondering.

Anonymous said...

You know me, don't have the attention span to notice a warning sign, but I went to the doctors office today, and, being a bit of a rebel myself, went through the drawers and ripped pictures out of the Oprah magazine. I guess we both like to live on the edge. xoxok

Anonymous said...

oh yeah, Brooks is from Cornish...so it's a good thing she said who she is.

Dana said...

I wonder why they have those signs. There is some urban legend about pacemakers and cell phones, but I don't believe it.