Stamping Out

I got a text the other day from someone telling me to blog. I don't know who it was because my Crack-berry Pearl Flip (or Piece of CRAP for short) went tits up.

"Oh don't worry...." Husbang said..."I backed up all of your data last week."....which he had...however Piece of CRAP only backed up birthdays, categories, names and addresses...but not all of them...C.R.A.P.

Sooooo Mystery Texter...I don't know who you are...but here's a post just for you...Happy Whateverthefuckyoucelebrate:

(Scene opens at a busy post office, harried shippers are being snarky with even more harried postal workers. I, not wanting a postal worker to go postal on me decided to be "anti-snarky" which I figured is jovial)

Me: Do you have an holiday self-adhesive stamps left?

Postal Worker: Nope. We're all out.

Me: What about any leftover Eid or Hanukkah?

Postal Worker: Yeah, I've got those.

Me: (with a jovial grin) I think those are holidays.

Postal Worker: You don't have to be snarky.