Wednesday, January 21, 2009

How to make Davi stop breathing.

I dropped off The Boyfriend's car this morning at the dealership for maintenance. I never gave them my name, just gave them Boyfriend's name and a number they could reach me at.

So the phone rings this afternoon, and I answer, "[My office], Airman Davi."

"Hi, may I please speak to Mrs Boyfriend??"

Silence. My mind goes blank.

I manage to choke, "Er, that's me."

"Oh, I'm sorry!! I didn't realize you would answer like that!!"

Whew. I was actually sweating.

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