First, I have to address the fact that I truly feel that Jesus is smiling down on me with all of the pop culture goodness that has been bestowed upon me this week. All culminating to the Roast of Justin Bieber that popped off on Monday night.
Now I’m going to be the first to admit, that I love me some Bieber, and saw him in concert from the nosebleeds with a friend, also in her 20s at the time. The concert was awesome, and the best part was the entire thing.
Now, I had some apprehensions about this roast. I mean it seems like a pretty transparent attempt to take a beating for acting like an ass these past few years (all of which I heartily enjoyed, including his deposition tapes, where he wore a curtain-inspired jacket and mouthed off to officers of the law. Now, I’m not big on spanking, but that child needs a hearty ass whopping. I’ll give it to him 😉
Now the finest part, the part that renews my faith in the ridiculousness of humanity, was when Bieber-dummy was lowered in a harness while a Gospel Choir sang him in. About 3/4ths of the way down, Bieber plummeted to the ground. I shouldn’t have been laughing, but I was.
Moving right along…
So yesterday was April Fool’s. I’m really not big on pranks. They make me upset. Except, of course, when Justin Timberlake was told that the IRS would be seizing his possessions, and he cried after the officer stepped on his acoustic guitar. Other than that, I really don’t appreciate pranks, because I don’t like being scared or thinking that I’ve ruined someone’s life. Call me old-fashioned.
So in 2005, my parents were driving me back from Pittsburgh, as I was slated to attend the University of Pittsburgh. Spoiler Alert: I ended up at Elon, and was beyond pleased with my decision. I would probably be very chilly had I gone to Pittsburgh. But driving back from Pitt, I got a call on my flip phone from my sister.
“Hey…your job called. ”
I was working for Atlanta Bread Company, my first job, and was so proud of myself. I worked hard, and at the end of the evenings, when the night was over, my manager would allow us to take treats from the bakery home in a brown paper bag, which me and my mom loved, because we have a wicked sweet tooth.
“They said you’re fired. Something about you taking something? Were you allowed to take the bakery?”
I was freaking out. I kept screeching, “What?!” My mom was flipping out and all of a sudden, after I’d been allowed to freak out for a minute or two…
I looked at the phone in disbelief when my mom snatched it from me.
“WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO SOMEONE WORKING THEIR FIRST JOB? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?”
And that, my friends, is the worst prank every played on me.
Any of you had jokes played?