Saying yes...: Parallel Conversations, Part II

April 05, 2011

Parallel Conversations, Part II

Grizzled just butt dialed me from work. I could hear him walking and thought maybe if I yelled loudly enough, he'd hear me. He didn't. I heard him though. In the midst of all of the moving noises, I heard him say, "I'm sick of everybody."

Posted at 02:37 PM in black glasses, blah, blah, blaaaaaaaaah...., confessions..., Gripes | Permalink

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"I'm sick of everybody."

I think he caught that from me. Sorry.

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 05, 2011 at 02:51 PM

Possibly, but I think the chances are greater that he caught it from work.

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 03:04 PM

ZRM is Mister Congeniality, relatively speaking.

Since I got on the road yesterday, I've spoken to a clerk at a Subway and another at a Food Lion.

I'd like to think I was pleasant to both, though.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | April 05, 2011 at 03:15 PM

Possibly, but I think the chances are greater that he caught it from work.

He probably just needs some adhesives-talk.

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 05, 2011 at 03:18 PM

Did you open up your trench coat and try to show them some special turtle pix??

If we see someone being permanently banned from the Food Lion, we'll know why...

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 03:19 PM

He probably just needs some adhesives-talk.

I think he probably needs his wife to make a boatload of moola so he can stop being Mr. Detail... although I don't think he could stop if he wanted to... he'd be micromanaging something else... maybe his adhesives collection.

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 03:22 PM

epoxy! Caulk! Elastomeric!! Cyanoacrylate!!!

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 05, 2011 at 03:41 PM

I think he probably needs his wife to make a boatload of moola

What, are you related to someone who donated tons of money to Scott Walker?

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 05, 2011 at 03:43 PM

I sent Grizzled that article. He said he's in the wrong line of work. Apparently so am I. I should have focused on being a poodle.

Yikes, I just remembered a relative of Grizzled's who might have donated to that election. Gack. I hope they're regretting it now. I doubt it though. Loud, confident and WRONG!!!

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 03:53 PM

I just remembered a relative of Grizzled's who might have donated to that election.

Feel free to forward my name to them. I'll even work for less than Drunken College Dropout Guy.

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | April 05, 2011 at 04:12 PM

My BB is unbuttdialable. That's the awesomeness of sleeper functions and no stupid touchscreen!

Also...there is such a thing as a "Food Lion"? I thought that lions were all about the food. You would go visit a Food Lion? Is this a form of ritual Midwestern sacrifice? Is there a Drink Bat next to it?

Posted by: Mandos | April 05, 2011 at 04:36 PM

They are Midlantic and Southlantic, Mandos (as the saying goes).

There aren't any Food Lions in Ohio, as far as I know. It's not a great store, imho. But it's the only big grocery store in Berkeley Springs.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | April 05, 2011 at 04:45 PM

OK, Food Lion has completely skipped over the parts of the Midatlantic that I'm familiar with.

Posted by: Mandos | April 05, 2011 at 04:51 PM

No, not a great store. I remember seeing those hidden camera horrors that one of the evening magazine shows did. GACK!

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 04:53 PM

M- Grizzled never butt dialed me with his BB, but now he has a smarty-pants phone, which has a sleep function, but somehow, his booty still calls. :)

Posted by: Jennifer | April 05, 2011 at 04:54 PM

Do you call those toots, or tweets, Jennifer?
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | April 05, 2011 at 04:59 PM