At one of my previous workplaces one of my coworkers was a fun little cute elderly woman. She constantly wore an array of various wigs. I remember she was always looking forward to the weekend, but she would never tell us what she did with her weekends. I used to joke with her calling her party animal, and telling her she was going to get arrested for selling wigs out of the trunk of her car. I also enjoyed asking her if her weekend wigs drove her home on the nights she had a little too much to drink, she would just laugh and laugh. One Friday she came rushing into work running a little late. I took one look at her and began laughing hysterically because her wig was cocked to the side. I nicely pointed it out, she giggled and straightened it out. I begged her to to leave it the way it was and told her that her secret was finally out - I said I was 100% certain she was a 'Wig wearing gang bangin Granny!' I spent a nice portion of our morning showing her how to make the letter 'W' with her hand. After much persuasion, I was able to get her to hold her W-shaped hand and in the air, and in her sweet little voice declare 'Wigs fool!'
Hahaha that is too funny.
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