Sometimes, I hold my tongue, and don't say what I want to say. While doing this is a sign of maturity and wisdom, it can be boring sometimes. And annoying, when you're dealing with idiots. Luckily, I have a blog, so I can post how the conversation should have gone.
The first half of this conversation is true, although I may have changed the dialogue slightly because I don't remember exactly what words were said. The second half is, unfortunately, what I wanted to say but didn't actually say, because I'm all, like, adult and shit.
Bummer.
DAVE: Alright sir, so let's book your appointment for taxes. It's April 6th today, so I could book you next week on the 13th, which is a wed-
GUY: (Completely serious) Do you have a space open for April 3rd?
DAVE: Excuse me?
GUY: April 3rd? Around three pm. I have that day off, so it'd be easier for me to show up then.
DAVE: Well, that all depends.
GUY: On what?
DAVE: On whether your delorean can still hit 88.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment