Oooh! Adult content - don't you wish. Dirty birdy. OK, fine - I'll give you your R rating: Boobs.
Tonight, a man came to the door to inform me of all the great deals and menu changes at some local pizza place. I said "Neat, but, I am in the middle of dinner..." he continues blathering away about boneless chicken wings and so I repeat myself. He gets all "huffy" and goes "Oh, sorry, you're so important. I'll just give you a menu" and stomps off.
I sat back down to dinner gloating about how important I am.
Now that I am getting older, almost 30, I feel slightly miffed at the fact that dinner time is no longer sacred and that telemarketers call at 9 pm. What ever happened to the good old days of me not getting up till 4 pm and being drunk by 9pm?
The world hasn't changed, baby, I have...
Oh, sorry, you're so important
ReplyDeleteOh. Wow. *rolls eyes* Silly people.
verif Word: Sescuesi, shortened form of "Say excuse me, you impertinent child!"
Based on your stories, it seems like you have WAY more door-to-door salesmen than anyplace I have ever lived. Are you living in Kansas during the Great Depression? Do any of them sell Bibles or cures for rheumatism?
ReplyDeleteAnyway, here I am playing catch-up, four years later.
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