While at the post office yesterday (sorry, jaek. I didn't actually mail your prize until yesterday. *grovels at your feet*), I stood in line behind what I lovingly call the Postage ATM. I love the Postage ATM because technophobes won't go anywhere near it. That means shorter lines. Woot!
The gentleman in front of me was just finishing up as I walked in. He turned and smiled... initiated some small talk and lingered a little more than my comfort level with strange men would allow. Finally, he left and I started my transaction. I then hear another guy come in behind me... he was on his cell phone, I guessed, as I couldn't actually see him. I could hear him "Mm hmm"ing and "Noooo"ing to the person on the other end of the line. I could also hear him slurping on what I guessed was a piece of candy or something.
After a few seconds, he walks around to my right side and just starts staring at me. He's still on his phone, and now, from the corner of my eye, I can barely make out that he is, in fact, slurping on a lollipop. As I am trying to hurriedly finish my transactions, he's really starting to creep me out! Creepy lollipop guy won't stop STARING at me. So fine. Whatever. I'm a little cute.* But guys do not follow me around post offices as a general rule. I'm really starting to get creeped out, but I have not actually looked up and made eye contact yet.
So, I muster up the courage to return the staring... and hope I can use my most evil, crusty teacher stare to make him go away... and as I look up, I realize .... it's my brother. Laughing. his. ASS. off! I'm acting all weird, and he's been trying to catch my attention for 2 to 3 minutes now.
Yeah. I'm pretty much an idiot.
*I don't really think this about myself, so no lectures on vanity or conceit, please. The Farm Boy, who is a major hottie (and yes, I know he reads this now, but it's still true), does tell me this on occasion.
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I would assume this was a little brother because they (yes every little brother on earth) would do something like that. Trying to get back at you for all those years of torment.
Yep. He's four years younger, but about 6 or 7 inches taller. He's really cool, and we get along really well. Thank goodness.
Oh my God, this just reminded me of something that happened to me a few years ago! I'm totally going to post about it now!
So funny, though.
I just came home a few minutes ago and my shoulders sagged at no envelopes for the Mineral King :(
But now I know, and knowing is half the battle...G.I. JOE! YO JOE!
Sorry...lotta overtime, little sleep.
I recently walked into the post office with my old blue tinted glasses and talking on my cell. As I entered the line, I ended my call and put my phone away. Some older guy was standing next to his wife and leaning with his back to the counter, staring at me. The second I put my phone away he gave me a once-over and said,"Sunglasses. Cell phone. Leather jacket. Alright, what did I do and why are you following me?"
I just kind of laughed it off, but he wouldn't stop staring. I wonder if after he left he got in his car and breathed a sigh of relief that the Feds aren't onto him...or, are they?
HeeLARious. hee hee
I just remembered a funny similar (well, sorta) thing that happened to me and TMM. We were driving to Santa Fe to visit his mom and on the road between Alb. and SF I spotted a car we were passing. The license plate was hanging off and was barely screwed in with one screw. I made a comment for TMM to look at the moron in that car. hee hee. As we passed it, I looked over to see who was driving and it was...
HIS MOM!
We slowed down to be parallel, honked, waved and she didn't look over. We could tell she was freaked. She finally did, started laughing and we pulled off the highway to say Hi.
That was funny...and classic MIL. hah!
Secret Agent Jaek: your cover is blown. You'll be reassigned to the Siberian post.
MPB: no way. Not gonna do it.
Paisley: now THAT is funny! Your poor MIL!! I'll bet she was terrified. That sounds a lot like Nabbalicious' story over on her pages! If you haven't read it already, go!
Holy crapola! Hahaha!
Happy St. Patrick's Day
MPB: NO. At least, not for a while.
jasclo: That's about what I said. ;-)
margus: same to you! Hope you're wearing green somewhere.
Younger brothers are a delight arent they? Mine turned 21 last summer and, along with Gong, came to teh Big Apple for a visit. All I know is he remembers none of it, but we remember him trying to call the white house and screaming into the phone "I will punch you in the baby. I will punch you in your family!" Not sure what that means, but it was amusing nonetheless.
Oh, that's gorgeous!!!
Hahaha! Oh, that is so perfectly brotherly. Hilarious! Funny that you didn't recognize his voice.
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