It is kind of like when you are about to say something about someone and the hairs tingle on the back of your neck warning you they are within earshot, but nooooo you ignore the automatic warning signal and charge right ahead and say "how tacky you think their dress is with so much cleavage showing and let's face it no one wants to see that...".
When you pause for a breath, you catch them in your peripheral or hear their voice oh so close...come on gals - we've all been there.
Did anyone watch Desperate Housewives last night?
I am not a faithful viewer, but I do catch it once in awhile. Last night was the big tornado episode they have been pitching all week. It actually was pretty good.
My beef is with Lynette.
You know what I am going to say don't you?
You push your way into a neighbor's house with your husband and five kids to wait out the storm in her basement. It was obvious you weren't welcome, but assuming everyone else loves your noisy little brats as much as you do you ignore that obvious fact.
Two main issues:
1) Immediately upon entering the basement the smallest female begins pounding on the water heater with a large metal spoon (where the hell did she get the spoon?). Lynnette is oblivious. Like so many mothers I encounter in public stores and restaurants.
2) When her husband starts having asthmatic symptoms, they realize a cat is also in the basement with them. She assumes the cat will be put upstairs "where it is safe". I loved the response from the lady - "sure we'll put him up there and we'll put Penny (her daughter) with him because it is SAFE".
How dare she presume to place the value on the relationship of an owner and it's pet under that of a neighbor and a pushy neighbor.
Then she sends the noisy child back over to her water heater and tells her to "knock herself out". What a bitch!
My question brainiac - if you have asthma and you are preparing for a storm shelter - would you not bring your inhaler? Duh.
For the record, where I go, my pets go during any emergency situation. I would have stayed behind with them in New Orleans and they do go in the basement with me each time there is a need due to weather. No compromise on this issue. Especially if it is my freakin' basement!
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I haven't seen this show (I'm TV-i-ly challenged), but I swear that character was based on a former neighbor of mine. 2 kids under the age of 4 whom she let run the street, and telling them "JUST GO ON IN!!!" when they'd be banging on the door across the street. I walked into one room or another in my home more than once only to jump out of my skin when her stupid kid would say "Hello. My name is Taylor. I'm just yittle."
We actually had neighbors sell their houses and move because of this nutjob.
And that's nothing to do with this TV show, but I was inspired to rant. Don't you hate her?!!
Go on in? I think not. I've had some trailer trash neighbors before but luckily nothing like that.
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