I feel I should not be the only one publicly humiliated in my weblog. To wit:
Marky Monkey is coming back into town tomorrow. He called me when I had been taking a nap, so I had the following conversation with him:
Him: Can you pick me up from the airport?
Me: Yeah, sure, which one?
Him: O’Hare.
Me: Okay, what time?
Him: ….I don’t know. I think around six.
Me: You don’t know?
Him: I never know! Your mom said it’s my modus operandi.
Me: This is true.
Him: So can you pick me up?
Me: Yeah, sure. Just find your damn flight info and let me know what time.
Him: Ok, I’ll try.
He of course called back fifteen seconds later, having found the paper almost the second he hung up with me.
This is gonna be a fun quarter 🙂