Tuesday, July 22

The Other Day...

First let me warn you this is a typical Nathan story, probably not near as funny as I think it is but probably as funny as Grandma’s Kitchen. So if you continue reading consider yourself warned.

Ok, so the other day (yes it really was the other day this time) I was at work. I don’t remember what I was doing but, I was working out on the floor performing some menial task I am sure. When I hear, oops hang on a sec if forgot to tell you something.
At the store where I work there is a new display that has posters and poster frames on it. The frames are pretty cheap. The posters are supposed to be for back to school. So, they have ones like: all of the characters from the Simpons, or the Pink Floyd prism album cover, or All I know I learned in Kindergarten … etc.
So, I was working out on the floor performing some menial task and thinking to myself, when I hear two ladies behind me. I glance over my shoulder as most would do just to put a face with the sound. It was two old ladies (yes older than me) with grey hair and all looking at the poster display and talking. I don’t remember what I was thinking. It was probably something like its time to change my MySpace pic, hmmm, what should I use … ah, I know, I will use the pic of Nathan Patrelli flying that Tim Sale did. Or something like that, who knows? Anyway my brain decided at that time to divert all attention from thinking to listening.

Lady #1 says “Hey, remember this game?”

“Oh, yes it that was so much fun to play.” says lady #2.

Now those of you who actually read this will no doubt understand that thinking is oh so much faster than speaking, let alone typing. So I started trying to reason in my head, at which poster they were looking. And what kind of game would be fun to the geriatric crowd?

Tiddlywinks? Hopscotch? Marbles? Pick-Up Sticks? Jacks? Ants in the Pants?

“Yeah, last time I played that I got so hammered” says lady #2.

Don’t Break the Ice?

Lady #1 answers with, “Your right, Beer Pong is so much fun!”

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