The next decade....what's in store?
Musings of a yamfooted traveller still trying to shake off those last 20 pounds as she treks across the Caribbean
Two incidents occured with me today, both in banks
In Bank 1, I see a fella who I know I know, so I smile and say hello to he and do the pleasantries. Then I committed the faux pas...."say hello to robby for me please". Replies he "I will say hello to bobby for you". Oops! Robby and Bobby are brothers, do you get my foul up? I thought I was talking to Robby!
In Bank 2, I do several transactions, one of which included getting some cash. After I was finished, I went over the other side to do something else and thought to myself "but she neva gi mi di cash". So I go back over to the teller to say I didn't get the cash. She said "you sure?". I check in my purse and sure enough, there were the 3 bills.
It must be old age.
Posted by yamfoot at January 29, 2004 05:41 PMIt's old age Michelle.
Happens to me all the time. It's old age in the 30s :)
Posted by: Dale at January 29, 2004 07:04 PMgreed? I'm sure you wanted more money. It can't be that you have too much (work) on the brain. (Jealous Grace at her lousy job)
Grace
Old age....whatever..it happens to the best of us!
Posted by: Dr. D. at February 1, 2004 08:43 PM