Archive for September 13th, 2002

shack

If I get a job at Radio Shack, I can’t come home for Christmas.

Shopping

Okay, a few things about yesterday.

Some people just don’t know what to ask when shopping.

When I mentioned that I needed to go to Walgreens to get some bathroom cleaner, Jessie asked if I’d go cell phone shopping with her. At first, I thought it was because she just figured we could go do stuff at the same time. Nope.

We go into Radio shack, and she had me doing all the talking, asking about all the features, battery life, screen sizes, rate plans, etc.

(While I was talking, the manager handed me an application and said “We need good people.”)

Second thing about yesterday.

I called my grandmother, because, frankly, I was worried. I had that dream about her, and last time I had a dream about her, she was hurt. So I called.

:]

lub gramma

She said my brother and I are her favorite grandchildren. (out of 8 misfits total) :o
Grammy usually doesn’t say things like this, so I actually believe her.
More proof: I’m the only person she’s giving her gingerbread recipe to. She never gave it to any of her kids :o