Friday, March 11, 2016
Him n' Her: Getting Ready in the Morning
As a guy I get ready pretty
fast. Normally I use the bathroom first before I hop in the shower. This whole
process takes about 5-10 mins on average unless my stomach is acting up, if you
know what I mean.
Other than that, getting dressed is simple. Pick a clean
shirt I haven't worn yet or a shirt that still smells clean that hasn't been
worn in a few days with some clean pants and put on a sweater over it. BAM.
BINGO BANGO BONGO. I'm ready for the day. The rest of the time is waiting for
her to get ready so I can pick her up.
As for her, she
takes her sweet ol' time.
This is not fun at
all waiting. I'm pretty sure all guys know this feeling. You're done in like 10
mins and she's not even close to being done. We try to relax by watching
youtube videos or playing games on our phones or do whatever to pass the time.
Then you know what happens.
They yell at you for not going over yet and for not
helping them pick out an outfit through pictures they send of 10000000000
different outfits or yell at you for being lazy. YO! I am already ready. You
are the one who is slow and taking forever. PLEASEEEEEE. FOR THE LOVE OF
CHEEZUS (God of cheetos) HURRY!!!!!!
I lay in
bed for a few minutes thinking about all the things I have to do today as I
release a long agonizing groan quietly telling myself, “I hate my life.”
I finally
gather the strength to get up. As I am walking over to the door I see a
reflection of myself in the mirror. My hair looks pretty cute this morning. I
mean, maybe I shouldn’t even take a shower. Let me continue to mess around with
it while making cute faces in the mirror trying to decide whether or not I
should shower for five minutes.
Eventually
I shower. I have to make sure every crease and crack is spick and span. I have
body wash, face wash – not just a Head & Shoulders bottle like almost every
guy only has. Do you even wash your butt-crack? No no no, that won’t do.
After my
shower, it’s time to lay on the bed for a good ole’ 20 minutes! After that, I
will stare at my closet for 10 minutes deciding what to wear and will probably
have a crisis when I can’t find anything among a gazillion possible outfits
with only 15 minutes left. Decisions, decisions...
Something
fancy? No. I don’t have time and I do not look good enough today.
Something scrubby? No. My hair is lookin’ too cute for this.
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