Life is a Diaper

The worst part of having a cell phone

For me, that is the fact that no matter where I am, my brother can call me and ask for a ride home. The first time he called today, I was in Goody's. 5 minutes later, he calls and asks if I'd left yet. When I finally got done shopping, I call him to tell him I'm on my way and he tells me he doesn't need a ride anymore.

Well, guess what happened about a minute after I walked in the door of my house. Yup, he called again. So, I'm off to pick him up now. I think I'm going to make him ride in the trunk, though. If I had a rope I'd make him ride tied to the top of the car. Bet he wouldn't ask me for a ride again.

Of course y'all know I'm just kidding about the trunk stuff. Posted by sabrina at October 10, 2003 07:16 PM | TrackBack