A/N not mine, I own nothing.
Answer the Sheila's post on FB Babe and Plum Family Challenges. The "challenge" will be in bold. It was just something she had posted that she would like to see. I haven't seen anyone answer it, so I thought I would.
Idiots
Some days I felt like I worked in a day care center, full of over grown man children. How the hell these guys did what they did for a living, yet still remained clueless is beyond me.
Today I had the distinct undesirable job of working with dumb and dumber, as I liked to call them. Every hear the phase that someone is so smart they're stupid? Yeah, that was invented for these two.
I'm not sure what I did to piss Ranger off to get this damn job today, but trust me when we got up to seven tonight he was going to pay.
What should have been a simple job of putting together furniture for the new room in our home had turned in a comedy routine. Yeah, my husband would pay for this, dearly.
"Lester, just read the damn directions! They put them in there for a reason," I yell at him.
"Beautiful, we're guys. We don't need directions."
Just as he finished saying that the entire thing collapsed...again. I groaned.
"We got this, Steph. No worries," Hal tells me.
I picked up the instructions and began to read. I had the feeling that I would be doing this myself. Once I finish that, I grab the screwdriver out of Lester's hand. I have it put together, by myself, five minutes later.
The guys glare at me, with their hands on their hips. Additude rolling off their bodies.
"Beautiful! You shouldn't be doing this! Ranger sent us for a reason." Lester told me sounding pissy.
"If you would've read the directions like I first told you it would have been done before now."
"We guys, Steph. We don't need no stinkin directions," Hal said.
I shake my head and spot a new piece of equipment on Lester's hip.
"Hey, Les? Is that a new tazer? Can I see it?"
"She's a beaut, ain't she. I picked it up yesterday." The idiot tells me as he hands it over for me to look at.
I make sounds of approval as I look it over. Both guys are out on the floor before they even realize what hit them.
I finish putting everything together before they even come to. My phone starts to ring, just as they are coming around.
"Babe."
"I had to, we would still be here putting everything together next year if I left it up to them."
"Tank and Cal will be there in five, don't beak them," he said with a chuckle.
"You and I will be having a long talk tonight, Carlos."
"Babe," he said as he hung up on me.
Tank and Cal soon filled the doorway. They looked at the two guys still shaking the cobwebs from their scrambled brains.
Tanks laughter boomed through the house.
"You two are the reason that they put directions on shampoo in this country," he says through his mirth. "Along with every other duh instruction. You both know better than to hand Bomber your tazer. We wrote that in our policy after the time Hal did it. Wait, let me guess, you didn't read that either?"
Lester looked at Tank sheepishly before asking, "This hasn't been recorded, has it."
"It's gonna be part of our new training video. Something that both of you will now be redoing for the next six weeks," Tank informs them.
Cal looks around and takes everything in. His eyes widen at the sight before him.
"I think I know what boss man sent them, Steph," he tells me.
"Yeah, why?"
"Batman themed nursery might be irritating him a bit. This might have been his payback."
"He really won't like what I have planned for tonight then," I reply with a smirk.
Oh, Batman was gonna pay for this stunt, he was gonna pay big.
