hillbilly

So I came into work and it was pretty slow at first...

I mean, minus the fact that as I walked up a large woman in a floor length HOT PINK dress was FANNING out her dress. There was a sheer layer on top and she just kept lifting it up, fluffing it and dropping it back down. I, of course, complimented her dress with a HUGE smile on my face.

Then, Chris came to borrow my car so he could pick up a mattress and I was adjusting the sport rack on the top of my car. Chris comes around the car to find me standing in a huge ant pile. I get to jump around the parking lot to try to beat the little buggers off my feet.

Next, the preacher from the last wedding of the day tells me that this next wedding is really frugal. Took a class to lower the price of a marriage certificate and brought their own flowers. I thought the groom took it TOO far when he showed up in blue jeans and a denim shirt... (don't worry... he changed). Turns out the sister of the bride is the photographer and they forgot corsage pins. (I offered paper clips). THen the mother of the bride starts yelling about how her brother just got pulled over for speeding. RIGHT in front of the chapel. This is the brother that is supposed to be walking her down the aisle. So the sister went and took pictures of him and the cop (what a GREAT memory!). He just rushed in and yelled "let's go" at the bride and off they went to get her hitched.

OH UFPD... You just helped make my day better. I think that's a first.

Ok back to sitting and doing nothing for the next hour.