Because it makes me say dumb things:
After working the day shift and getting slammed at the Bell on July 4th, I had a few drinks and went over to my BFF Jackie’s place for a little pre-fireworks gathering. Jacks and me were checking out the upcoming weather listings in the paper and under a picture of a cloud-covered sun read "ch. rain - 84 degrees." To which I exclaim, "Argh, chilly rain? But it’s still going to be 84 degrees." That would be "chance" of rain, Julie. Genius.
Because it makes me do dumb things:
I’m outside on Jacks’ back deck talking on the phone. When I was done, I went to walk back into the apartment and literally walked into her screen door. Yup, I bounced right off that sucker like it was a vertical trampoline. Fortunately, no one actually saw it happen, but both Jacks and her roommate Jen were able to devise what happened by the ridiculous sound one makes when she walks into a screen door. I owned up to it immediately, saying I couldn’t believe I just did that and that Jacks’ particular screen door is a "very clear one."
To defend myself, there was a time period of about two years I want to say when Jacks didn’t actually have a screen door leading out to the deck. You’d open the main door and just walk right out. But, I did have to open her screen door to get outside on this night and obviously forgot it was there when it was time to go back in. Genius.
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