Ninteen months in a few minutes
Hello. I realize we haven't been on speaking terms in, say, nineteen months. I understand. I'm sorry. Here's my update. Not a whole lot has changed:
- I still haven't graduated yet. It's okay. I'll be graduating with enough hours for my unborn children to get a degree.
- My little doontoon house has hardwood floors. Now the slant is more exaggerated and dust collects three times faster. Yes!
- I took a couple token trips the Philippines and, more recently, Hawaii
- My vocabulary has expanded minimally.
One Wednesday in October (or November), a guy in my insurance class did his presentation. He had to use the overhead projector. He turned it on, and after a few minutes the display went black. Everyone looked around each other until The Undertaker shows up, full-length leather coat, matching hat, long, ponytailed nappy hair, Blackberry on hip:The room fell silent; the students and professor horrified. Probably because there wouldn't have been any witnesses.
"Do you need help in here?" said The Undertaker.
"Um...Uhh, yeeah." The professor replied.
The Undertaker swooped up to the table. The whole class staring at him and each other in awe...or fear.
"Okay. All fixed" he said as he left.
Prof asked, "Did anyone want to run out the other door too when he walked in?"
I certainly wanted to, but not as much as I wanted to ask for his autograph.
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Up-freaking-date.
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