Tuesday, February 7

Meet the Flintstones

Today I met the cutest little old couple. His name was Barney and her name was Betty. He chuckled after he told me this and then said, you know like the flintstones neighbors. Then he smoked on his pipe and hummed the flintstones song for a second. They were the highlight of my day. He said, "We are honeymooning! Going on 52 years now!" His cute little wife just giggled along with him, and laughed at all his jokes, making sure to get a one liner in here and there for herself. I like to think these people are not coincidence. I have been having a crappy week at work, really bogged down, drudging through the paper work of management past and perhaps future. (She won't let go, she's in the hospital, having her loins ripped by a small human, and still I have to hear her baby story shit.) Anyway I digress. It does seem like that's all it takes to cheer me up though. One genuine human being, with so much happiness inside it's contagious. I'll file Barney and Betty into my good people category. I'm sure I'll see them again. Now I have the flintstones song in my head.

3 comments:

Southernwoman said...

"Flintstones, meet the Flintstones, they're a modern stoneage family. From the, town of Bedrock, they're a page right out of history."

Thanks bunches....now I get to go to sleep with the theme song running through my head.

Have a yabba dabba doo time!!!!!!!
T.

Dawnia said...

Ah. I like to think of me and turdhead together after 52 years. All happy and pukey to our friends.

From the town of bedrock

Southernwoman said...

Dawnia, you are already happy and pukey to your friends. So is Crackola, for that matter.

Lol.

Ya'll won't be invited to my anti-Valentine's party. heh.