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I was bad. Twice.
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Scritzy:
Okay, kick me into Ehell.
First bad: A bank yesterday called for Chip. It was the bank he was using for his mother's estate account, and now that the estate has finally been settled, he closed the account. Chip said the bank likely wants his business back.
Caller: "May I speak to Chip's Real Name?"
Me: "I'm sorry, he isn't here. May I take a message?"
Caller: "This is Rochelle at XYZ Bank. This is a courtesy call about our products and services. I'll call him at a later time."
Me: "All right, but please don't call during 'American Idol.'"
Click.
Second bad: I took Mother out for lunch and shopping today. (Please don't ask me to tell that story; God help me, she wanted to look for socks. *strangling noises*) I picked her up and was purposely playing Chris Daughtry's CD. Mother adored Chris Daughtry on Idol last year. However, I could see Mother wasn't pleased at the pounding, pulsating music.
Me: "Mother, do you know who this is?" (indicating the CD player)
Mother: "No."
Me: "It's someone you like."
Mother: "I don't like THAT kind of music."
Me: "But Mother, you said you liked him all last year. You told me more than once."
Puzzled look from Mother.
Me, showing her the CD case: "It's Chris Daughtry! Remember, the one you liked from American Idol?"
Mother: "Oh! That's Chris?" Pause. "Well, he sounds pretty good."
I guess that was my payback for sassing the telemarketer.
Gad, it's been such a day. *more strangling noises*
(However, I'm very proud that my hometown boy, Chris Sligh, is safe so far on Idol. He was in the group that peformed "How Deep is Your Love?", which blew Chip and me away! )
Bijou:
--- Quote from: Scritzy on February 14, 2007, 12:46:19 AM ---Okay, kick me into Ehell.
First bad: A bank yesterday called for Chip. It was the bank he was using for his mother's estate account, and now that the estate has finally been settled, he closed the account. Chip said the bank likely wants his business back.
Caller: "May I speak to Chip's Real Name?"
Me: "I'm sorry, he isn't here. May I take a message?"
Caller: "This is Rochelle at XYZ Bank. This is a courtesy call about our products and services. I'll call him at a later time."
Me: "All right, but please don't call during 'American Idol.'"
Click.
Second bad: I took Mother out for lunch and shopping today. (Please don't ask me to tell that story; God help me, she wanted to look for socks. *strangling noises*) I picked her up and was purposely playing Chris Daughtry's CD. Mother adored Chris Daughtry on Idol last year. However, I could see Mother wasn't pleased at the pounding, pulsating music.
Me: "Mother, do you know who this is?" (indicating the CD player)
Mother: "No."
Me: "It's someone you like."
Mother: "I don't like THAT kind of music."
Me: "But Mother, you said you liked him all last year. You told me more than once."
Puzzled look from Mother.
Me, showing her the CD case: "It's Chris Daughtry! Remember, the one you liked from American Idol?"
Mother: "Oh! That's Chris?" Pause. "Well, he sounds pretty good."
I guess that was my payback for sassing the telemarketer.
Gad, it's been such a day. *more strangling noises*
(However, I'm very proud that my hometown boy, Chris Sligh, is safe so far on Idol. He was in the group that peformed "How Deep is Your Love?", which blew Chip and me away! )
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I watched AI last night and one group of men was excellent and had it perfect. Could that have been your hometown boy?
I have last nights on tape and will go have a look and then modify this to help you brag on him.
Modified to add: Just watched it and that group did indeed include Chris Sligh, and he was good! I liked his voice best of the group, to boot.
Xanthia, Maker of fine Tin-foil hats since 2007:
Ok, it REALLY REALLY hurts when Root Beer comes out of your nose.
So, you were bad, I guess shoping for socks with your mom was punishment enough. Please tell the sock shoping story, is she getting ready for next Christmas?? Maybe she knows her internet grandaughters anniversary is coming up and wants to get her some nice anniversary socks...with bells, doves and little brides and grooms all over them!!!
WAHOOO SOCKS!!!!
aline:
I think we may have the same mother. You deserve to treat yourself to something nice and relaxing to compensate. ;)
Scritzy:
--- Quote ---So, you were bad, I guess shoping for socks with your mom was punishment enough. Please tell the sock shoping story, is she getting ready for next Christmas?? Maybe she knows her internet grandaughters anniversary is coming up and wants to get her some nice anniversary socks...with bells, doves and little brides and grooms all over them!!!
--- End quote ---
My anniversary is coming up, too. Twenty years!!!!!!!!! (You know, I still have something to send you if I can get off my duff and send it. Oh well, it hasn't been quite a year yet. :P And I'll even give you a year to write a thank-you. LOLOLOLOL!)
As for the socks, Mother insisted on looking for socks for herself, but the ones she found were not quite right. She said she'd have to cut the elastic out of the tops. Elastic-top socks … just like she bought for Chip and then obsessed over for six months …
*strangling noises*
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