Saturday, September 3, 2011

Ahh...Montana...

Telephone call as I was leaving the grocery store:

Me: hello?
Elderly lady (could be my mother) HELLO RICK?
Me: Sorry, you have the wrong number. I don't know Rick.
Her: RICK IS OUR FERTILIZER MAN, YOU KNOW ...
(in the background: TELL HIM WE NEED FERTILIZER!
Me: I don't know Rick. This is a cell number. I'm in Seattle...
Her" MY STARS! TECHNOLOGY! IN SEATTLE! CAN YOU TELL RICK WE NEED FERTILIZER?
Me: Sure.

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