Yesterday, I needed a new filter and light for my fridge. I decided I would take both with me to Home Depot to make sure I got the right ones. I began with the light. As I unscrewed it, it slipped through my fingers and onto the tile floor and shattered. Hmm, wonder if that little silver part is enough . . . I detached the filter with very little incident, but since I was in a hurry now (didn’t count on having to clean up broken light from my floor), I didn’t drain all the water out – just popped it in a plastic grocery bag.
Well, that filter drained itself in the bag during the drive to Home Depot, so when I grabbed it to get out of the car and run in to the store, it spilled water all over my shorts – in all the wrong places. I decided the mission still had to be accomplished, so I marched in there and got my light and filter – chuckling out loud every few seconds when I thought about walking around a store with wet shorts.
If anyone had been paying attention – which they probably weren’t – to a laughing girl who appeared to have wet herself . . . well, you get the idea. (Incidentally, the lighting guy who helped me find the fridge light was pretty amused by me bringing the little silver thing along – but hey, it worked.) By the way, Home Depot is a pretty cool store.
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I'm going to start calling you Miles Davis. You will only think that joke is funny if you have seen Billy Madison. But if you haven't seen it don't watch it; it is a stupid movie. But if you take my advice, then you will never get the joke. And if you never get the joke, then I will never call you Miles Davis. Well, I guess this makes this comment completely useless. Nice.
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