A Story I've Been Meaning to Tell

Jan 25, 2007 10:26

I was down at my sister's house in York on Sunday for the Colts-Pats game, and we ordered a pizza for delivery from the Papa John's that is maybe, MAYBE, a mile and a half away. They called us back a half-hour later and said the driver was lost, could we give them directions? Sure, OK, no problem ( Read more... )

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minibucher January 25 2007, 16:10:12 UTC
Oh, I'm sorry! This made me laugh out loud! It reminded me of an experience I just recently had! I was in PA visiting my Grandmother and she asked me to take her watch to the mall and have the battery replaced. I took it over and went to one of those watch kiosks with the watch. The girl, after about 25 minutes of messing around with it, asked me if I could figure out how to get the battery in. I was like.. you work at a watch kiosk, this is standard.. and if I wanted to do it myself, I would have! So I took the watch, walked across to the jeweler and he popped the back off, popped in a new battery, and gave it to me in about three minutes total.

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calissta7 January 25 2007, 23:34:31 UTC


lol. sorry. but that is a bit funny. happy birthday psilan.

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elvenyukiryu January 26 2007, 07:34:21 UTC
First off, that is the first time that I have heard of Papa Johns being icky like that. Don't judge them by the retarded people in that area please ^^.

Secondly I can't believe I forgot to say happy birthday when I was THERE. I am an idiot. And I have seriously been reminding myself all week. I am a horrible friend.

Thanks for letting me stop by though. Cheerup was wonderful.

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