Friday, April 25, 2008

Incidents At Random

Craig and I made some new friends this past week on Sunday. This other couple at church invited several families over for a cookout including us. We had never met them before because our church has two different services. We attend the early service, our new friends attend the late service. So, we went to rsvp for the get together they were hosting. Since we had never met we decided to introduce ourselves. The husband is G., the wife is J. After introducing ourselves G. noticed Craig's rather conspicuous guitar coffin case. "Is that a guitar?" he asked. Craig replied in the affirmative and then I said, "No, it's actually stolen money and drugs." With a straight face. Okay, win one for first impressions. Fortunately, my new audience laughed. Yeah, I won't be saving that line for a job interview.

Sven called this morning. Yes, I was confused too. He told me he was from the Netherlands and he wondered if I could help him. He was trying to reach [insert random gas company whose old phone number now happens to be our home number]. I explained that we were a residence, but I did have the current number to [insert random gas company whose old phone number now happens to be our home number]. So I gave him the number. He told me that [insert random gas company whose old phone number happens to be our home number] should be paying me a fee for fielding calls. I totally agree.

No further news to report. Things are fine here, just fine.

5 comments:

D. Greene said...

A fine blog post!

Esther said...

Thanks. I thought I had been a little to serious for a while. Wanted to lighten the mood.

scott said...
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Esther said...

Scott, I have to delete your comment because it is not pertinent to the blog post. Essentially, you spammed me. You can talk about election stuff when I post something about the election.

Tracy said...

That was very bold to make that joke in front of new potential friends but you may as well get it out of the way quckly. If they don't laugh then you say "we'll never be friends anyway, sorry, you may also want to go to another church from now on also...I don't think you going to another service will serve as proper separation. Pass me the potato salad please.