In honor of Cinco de Mayo I shall include a store brought to you by the two teenagers I overheard at the Roswell Target a while ago:
Girl #1: Dude...so I was born on Cinco de Mayo, but I came out white, it totally sucks.
Girl #2: Are your parents white?
Girl #1: Yes...
Girl #2: Well..duh!
Roswell...classier than Carlsbad, but not by much.
Happy Cinco de Mayo!!!
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Apparently in Cbad...I'm a High Schooler
So this weekend I was mistaken for a high school student not once, but twice.
Time #1: I went to the high school play and the ticket lady asked me if I was a student...a CHS student.
Time #2: While waiting in line at the grocery store, I forgot something and asked the lady behind me, who looked like a track coach, all decked out in CHS colors, jogging wear, and had the track legs...they type that you can't not notice (for example, see Dr. Adams). She said "Only if you sprint," so I ran off. She then proceeded to tell me I should try out for the track team...and I proceeded to buy a bottle of wine.
So basically...since I don't have a kid I guess I'm a high school student. Classy.
Time #1: I went to the high school play and the ticket lady asked me if I was a student...a CHS student.
Time #2: While waiting in line at the grocery store, I forgot something and asked the lady behind me, who looked like a track coach, all decked out in CHS colors, jogging wear, and had the track legs...they type that you can't not notice (for example, see Dr. Adams). She said "Only if you sprint," so I ran off. She then proceeded to tell me I should try out for the track team...and I proceeded to buy a bottle of wine.
So basically...since I don't have a kid I guess I'm a high school student. Classy.
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