Wednesday, June 4, 2014

I can't sleep with a shark under my bed.

My normally-quiet apartment neighbor to the north bought a surround sound system for his TV today.

The first movie he chooses to play? 

JAWS.

The movie with the GIANT SHARK that ruined lakes and oceans for me so many years ago.

The reason I can't watch Shark Week. 

The reason that every time I see something gargantuan I mutter "we're going to need a bigger boat."

The movie with the singular most frightening soundtrack ever.

JAWS.

There's no way I'll get any sleep tonight...unless someone is kind enough to come check under my bed for sharks. 

4 comments:

  1. Exactly the reason I don't get in the ocean anymore. I am not gonna be a snack. Or a meal. I've gained weight over the years.

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    1. Me, too. I definitely more of a main course than an appetizer these days.

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  2. OMG -- Jaws totally traumatized me! I still can't swim by myself -- even in pools. If someone else is there, I'm OK -- I figure they have just as good of chance of being eaten as I do.

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    1. You don't have to be able to swim fast, just faster than the other person! (That's a twist on my zombie apocalypse plan. I don't have to be able to run fast, just faster than at least one other person around me.)

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