Cheetos and dog farts

Yesterday I had a big marketing call with my publisher and there were a lot of people on the conference call including my editor and my agent. I told myself to be cool. I’d kicked Alpha Man upstairs because he has a tendency to forget when I’m on a call and then says inappropriate things because … well, because he’s Alpha Man. Youngest wasn’t home yet. All I had to do was mute the call while chewing my Cheetos. The dogs were sleeping at my feet looking like sweet angels so I let them stay. I was concentrating on following along with the presentation and speaking clearly and muting when I was chewing and … you see where this is going, right?

Frat Boy farted.

Audibly.

And did he do this when someone was talking? No. He did not. He did it during a rare lull.

And to think that I believed my biggest worry was the bag of Cheetos. That is my life, people. Cheetos and dog farts. It’s really very exciting and glamorous…

31 Comments on “Cheetos and dog farts

  1. Sad as this sounds, I would love to have a marketing meeting with someone other than myself. And my 14yo daughter who is my self-appointed Social Media Director. Dog farts and all… But I feel your pain.

  2. Always happens at a most inopportune time!

    Hubby use to have a sound on his computer at work when he empty his trash bin like a toilet flushing – it happened while he was on a conference call once.

    Hope you have a great day!

  3. Jill?? How boring would our life be if we didn’t bring excitement and fun with us everywhere we go. People that know us..uhhhhh me..lol.. know to expect the unexpected. You are a bright spot..in our day!
    Hugs

  4. LMAO!!! I needed a laugh this morning. It is hard to laugh while I’m still in pain from my dental procedure last week. My grandma cats always give me the silent by deadly facts. Then look at me like I didn’t do it grams.

  5. I feel your pain but gotta thank you for sharing this ‘special’ moment of your day. Started off my day with a smile!

  6. I am cracking up laughing over here(I am supposed to be working but hey…. you know it’s Thursday!).

    That is so hilarious. If a dog can manage to get back at their person then I swear it’s a conspiracy by them all.

    Mine does that and then my son looks at me and I swear to heaven he thinks it was me but in all honesty it’s our dog!(you have got to work that into a future book) :yahoo: ๐Ÿ˜›

  7. My question is, did Frat Boy look at you like “What? Where did that come from?!” ๐Ÿ˜†

  8. My son is often on the phone doing interviews so we have learned to lock up the pup in a bedroom since the pup loves to bark at anything moving outside. I would guess that the people on the phone knew you and weren’t as offended as you might think. Frat Boy and his antics are well known. Love you Jill.

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