What is a monkeybox?

When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

I See Dumb People

The other day I saw Jesus at the Liquor Store. A least the license plate on the front of the car said "JESUS". I had assumed that if you have a JESUS license plate on the front of the car, you might not want to be seen carrying two cases of beer out to your car. Just a thought.

Lately I have noticed a lot of dumb people out on the roadways. They may not actually be dumb people, but they are definitely doing dumb things.

Dumb Person Number One: I was behind an AmeriGas truck at the stoplight the other day. It was full of all sorts of gas canisters and it had stickers all over the canisters and the trucks that said, "DANGER!", "EXPLOSIVES", "CONTENTS UNDER PRESSURE", "STAY BACK", "NO SMOKING", etc. That's when the driver stuck his arm out the window and threw out a cigarette butt. Dumb.

Dumb Person Number Two: I saw a young college aged girl looking in the rear view mirror applying mascara as she drove on the shoulder of the road in a construction zone at about 50 miles per hour. Dumb.

Now the following dumb people were not on the roadway, but were parked at school waiting to pick up their kids. We all line up, roll down the windows, turn off the motor and sit and wait. People tend to get bored and groom while they wait. Yesterday the lady behind me had her pinky finger inserted so far up her nose that you couldn't see it at all. She was going to town on that thing. She must have been in her 60's and should have known better. The guy in front of me rolled his window and stuck his out out the window. He had a big ugly foot in a big ugly sandal. Next thing, I know, he has his pocket knife out working on his toenail. I tried to look away, but the lady was still back there behind me digging away. Today the woman behind me in line (a different one than yesterday) was popping her pimples. One after the other. There is another lady that sits behind me sometimes and she is obsessed with her arms. She pops things and pulls hairs and looks at them. It is really just too much. They need to get a Search-a-word puzzle book like I have so they have something to do other than gross me out.

The point of this post is this: I C U. I see you. Other people can see you too. Don't do anything dumb in public. You are not invisible. Thank you.


  1. Anonymous6:33 AM

    OMG---that is the grossest funniest thing. I am totally aghast lol. I am amazed at the sheer stupidity of people. I see similar and amazing things myself. WHY oh WHY are people oblivious to their bad habits. I think when dining out one should NOT be scratching their acne at the table...shudder. I also am quite frankly tired of seeing the whole rap culture and wannabes at the grocery store holding their MALE goods-and def don't think they should be adjusting themselves at the tastee freeze. If one needs to assist one's undergarment from their bootylicious backside-please go in the restroom. LOL
    You always amuse me Shara!

  2. Now I am going to be more aware of what is going on in the cars around me. I will post on my blog if I see anything gross or just plain dumb. I usually talk to myself and work out issues, but people probably think I am schizo.


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