…otherwise I would probably get my ass kicked.
Last night a gentleman stopped by our house to pick up a dog cage he was purchasing from our friends, Ryan and Ashley. He was supposed to be there between 6:30 and 7:00PM but, because finding our house is apparently like trying to find Area 51, he didn’t show up until about 8:30PM. Which was really no big deal, we were up eating dinner and playing video games, anyways. I just think it’s funny that people get lost. Get a map! Or ask directions! These are not difficult concepts to grasp, people.
Anyways, he shows up and Jeremy goes outside to greet him. As Jeremy is STANDING DIRECTLY UNDERNEATH the address numbers on our house, the man says, “Is this fourteen o’ four?”
It’s a good thing I wasn’t out there. I probably would have slipped up and said, “No, this is actually one thousand four hundred and four. Fourteen o’ four is down the street.”
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