girlfriday: Things they won't say about me when I'm gone
She had the patience of Job.
She wore the same shoes all the time.
She never cared how she looked.
I never heard a word of complaint come out of her mouth.
She was a slow, courteous driver.
Humility was one of her virtues.
She was so shy.
She hated to try something new.
She always backed away from a fight.
She never smiled.
Whatever else you can say about her, at least she was punctual.
She wore the same shoes all the time.
She never cared how she looked.
I never heard a word of complaint come out of her mouth.
She was a slow, courteous driver.
Humility was one of her virtues.
She was so shy.
She hated to try something new.
She always backed away from a fight.
She never smiled.
Whatever else you can say about her, at least she was punctual.
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6 Comments:
It must be nice to know yourself well. POPS THE BOPS
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Add: "She neglected the people in her life whom she'd known for a long time and had no sense of loyalty to old friends."
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Too bad her kids were such a disappointment.
She had no imagination.
America's most celebrated foot model.
She never met a person she didn't like.
She breezed through menopause.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
I actually still miss your "famed punctuality" at church cause it always made me feel a hair better about my own "sterling record for promptness"
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Ha! Sorry, Susan. Undoubtedly I make a lot of people feel better about themselves.
That really made my day.
Friday, June 06, 2008
She and her mom were never close, nor did they ever butt heads.
She didn't even know the definition of the word "dramatic."
She liked her coffee weak with a lot of milk in it.
She never had any sense of style, not with clothes nor with home decor.
She had no sense of adventure.
Kids hated to have her babysit because she never knew how to play with them.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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