Let me give you a small bit of back-story to start this blog. A month or two back, as most of you iPhone users know, Apple released iOS.5. And with it, came the nice and handy "reminder" app. This all happen to coincide with my being promoted to salesmen over the metro eastern part of the greater St. Louis area.
The relevance of this blog has to do with my using of that app for appointments and what not.
You see, my wife, knows that I need to check it daily. So the clever little minx got into it and put in a reoccurring alert that tells me to "love my wife" on a weekly basis (sneaky and adorable). Those of you that pay any attention to me on the social 'book, know that my status updates have mentioned this a couple or three times... including once today.
It's the "once today" that will finally bring me to the point.
The status I posted today was my subtle attempt at being cute and witty. An attempt that I feel was a success. An attempt to which none of you cared to respond or comment.
Then, a short time after, I added a second status update. One about narrowly avoiding pooping my pants. A disastrous near miss if you will.
And at the time of posting this, that status update had 10 comments and 5 "likes". Thus proving to me, the overwhelming majority of you prefer fecal humor over heartwarming little gestures of love.
Love vs. poop... a messy battle - J
