Our desperation is such that we’ve just had a full day house-hunting.
At one house there was a large degree of confusion when a window cleaner instructed us to let ourselves in before the estate agent even arrived. It was only after he started singing the praises of the size of the garage we realised it was HIS house and he was working on next doors that day by coincidence.
The day built to such a maelstrom of stress that, by the time we got to the last house, I forgot to put my handbrake on and my car reversed into it! Fortunately there was no lasting damage, but we still made a hasty exit when we realised the house was one we’d already viewed six months ago. Sooo happy to be doing this again...
“The One Where I’m Stuck in Neutral Gear”
If it seems like my life is standing still, at least the Friends™ are in a similar position.
Chandler is failing to make it work with Joeys ex (due to her having part of her body missing, and him having an extra bit…)
I already feel stupid for defending Ross. He descends into full on controlling behaviour this week: refusing to let go of Rachel’s hand as she attempts to say goodbye to Mark.
The cracks are starting to show and she snaps at him for needlessly coming to a fashion lecture and distracting her from work. She’s not unlike Cannibal Boss when I need something from her. Though at least she doesn't call Ross a "Toilet".
Toilet… smells… toilet…. Smells… toilet… SMELLY CAT!
Smelly cat’s back again, the cat that keeps on giving! It’s now almost a year since the Smelly Cat Video. These are fast becoming a fixture in the calendar to rival Easter™!
This time it’s in the shape of Phoebe’s old singing partner (Elizabeth Daily, perhaps best known as Tommy Pickles in another 90s classic: Rugrats™) stealing the song for a catchy jingle.
I find it interesting re-watching, how some things regarded as classic moments run and run and run and some only burst into existence then disappear. Things that loom just as large in my memory as smelly cat, e.g. Chandlers “Nubbin” appear once and are never mentioned again (and in this case literally removed.)
It’s a mark of how much things have changed in the last twenty years, in TV and outside the show, that a joke where Monica thinks Joey threw Chandlers new girlfriends dog on a fire completely unfases me, as the studio audience gasps in horror. Those poor little lambs, just you wait till they see Always Sunny in Philadelphia™ (now the longest running live-action comedy of all time!).
But these were tamer times, and it wasn’t the dog it was ONLY her prosthetic leg! Phew…
A much less amusing version of this event happened to a Real Live Friend of mine once when their arm was stolen from a pub. Still, I don’t know what they were complaining about! You can get prosthetic emojis now and everything.
What a time to be alive…
Real Live Sitcom Moment:
A special mention this week to two Real Live Friends who have collectively become Ross Number 3 by being the first of my friends to have a child! (At least until one of them becomes a lesbian).
This caused a little consternation after I posted in our little Facebook™ thread:
Did you poo yourself?
Rachel Number One furiously (and correctly) pointed out this isn’t really an acceptable joke to make to someone who’s just given birth. Even, perhaps ESPECIALLY, if you used to have intimate relationships with them.
I hurriedly deleted the comment before they could see and breathed a sigh of relief.
Until I logged on the next day to see it now read:
Thanks a lot Rachel Number One...