While waiting to pull up to McDonald's Drive Through Window:
Me: You should ask them for a dog biscuit for Lexi.
Sgt Dad: They have dog biscuits?
Me: Yeah, a lot of businesses around here do that.
Sgt Dad: Do you get them a lot?
Me: No, I don't drive Lexi around that often.
Sgt Dad: I didn't mean for Lexi.
Me: *Extreme dirty look*
Sgt Dad: *huge grin*
Me: *laughing* You're a jerk
And he never did get the dog a biscuit!
Later that day while browsing a yard sale....
Me: *eyeing glassware*
Glassware seller: These right here are nice glasses. They are $1000 glasses from my daughter's wedding. She's on to her next one now and I'm still paying for the first.
Me: Uhhhh. Yes, those are nice glasses. I don't need $1000 glasses. *slowly walking away*
Sgt Dad: Did he say those were $1000 glasses?
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I am amused mostly by the dog biscuit story. I shouldn't be, but am.
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