Enough With the Millstones
I've been thinking a lot about blue tape lately. And that's not just because I've been taping and painting the new walls and old trim, nor because I've been thinking about a name for a Sister run painting business (even though I do think Blue Tape Crazy Sister Painters would be a fun name). I've been thinking that it would be nice to have more situations in life where we could run into Blue Tape instead of Red Tape.
There should just be some situations where you say, "I want the Blue Tape Line," and everything would go right--like when your wallet gets stolen, or a fire destroys your house. In the Blue Tape Line, you wouldn't have to explain more than once that your picture ID was STOLEN, or that you don't have your insurance policy because your HOME BURNED DOWN. You could give your mother's maiden name, your childhood pet's name, your (super secret) social security number, and your signature (which matches the one on file)...and the ball would start rolling. You would not have to do the what-else-do-I-have-to-do polka over and over. And over.
millstone (n.): something that hinders or handicaps
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Blue Tape
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3 comments:
Quit doing the polka and start kicking some a**. And if you need a good laugh, look at my profile and check out my picture.
HA! Never mind--don't look at my profile. Look at my picture in my comments. Now you can see it twice and laugh twice as hard!
Who's doing the polka...?
By the way, I for one, will take the Blue Tape line! Next time I have to go through any red tape, I'm going to tell the person, "Oh, I'm sorry...I thought this was the Blue Tape line!" Maybe that will make them laugh enough to turn the red tape to blue. ;-)
P.S. LOVE the pic.
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