When the email went out yesterday for Girls Scout cookies it couldn't be more plain.
"If you want some, let me know before 12:00"
So I sent an email @ 1:41
"Did I miss the boat?"
"Yes for today, but maybe I can get some tomorrow"
I responded with another email asking the flavors, then another asking the price, then another adding a second box to my selection because my wife disapproved of my orginal selection. I then followed that up with a fifth thanking her for her patience and asking yet another stupid question about cookies.
All in all it was pretty ridiculous. You would think I was ordering a crate and not 2 four dollar boxes. The recipient of all my queries was quite understanding.
Today she delivered them to me, and I proceeded to ramble on like a ninny...
"I have to write a check."
"I had enough cash for one, but not two boxes. I haven't written a check in a long time. I think I still remember how though. Most men aren't big on writing checks."
While writing the check I decided to fill the silence with more pointless blathering...
"So how old is your girl."
"This is for a friends girl."
"Right!" I knew this because we had just had an office wide baby shower for her not more than 6 months ago! I didn't attend, as I'm not great in social interactions at the office.
"Yours won't be in girl scouts for a while" I bluffed with a smile.
"He's a boy."
"Oh! Well. I won't put him in girl scout I guess..." A smart person would just shut up an hour ago. Not me, I'm such an idiot! Still I did get two boxes of cookies. So I guess it wasn't all bad.