Our office phone just rang and the caller ID read “American Culture”.
I never answer the phone if I don’t know who is calling - and half the time even if I do. I truly only pay for a phone line because Tivo needs it (and I need Tivo).
This time though, the ringing made me take pause and say what the heck. “American Culture” wants to talk to me? Me? Wow! This may just be the beginning of a whole new phase in my life. Imagine that! Maybe this phone call is actually opportunity knocking. I can’t…I won’t let it pass me by. Bring it on, sister!
I answered the phone nearly out of breath from my 4 second mental ascension to fame,
Hello….(nothing) Hello?…HELLO?!?
Oh, sorry. Wrong number.
Yep. That’s about right.
In other news, my husband will be ringing the closing bell today. At least I’m married to someone who does cool shit.
Cool! My husband only got to stand next to the person ringing the opening bell.
Have you heard Eddie Izzard’s bit about the SF Trolley Car guy, and the Stock Market bell ringer being the same person - with a heck of a commute? It’s at the begining of Dressed to Kill.
SERIOUSLY?!?!?! That is so cool!!!! I’m not even married to cool shit!!
I need to rethink this till death do us part shit.
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frickity frackin always forget to change the URL
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Aw. You sounds pretty cultural to me.
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I wish some culture would call me. I need me some of that.
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