Checking out at the grocery store today the young man behind the counter asks me, "Do you know the rules of my line?"
"No, I've never been in your line before and I'm guessing that maybe I should be looking for another right now."
"Each person who comes through my line needs to tell me a cultural, scientific, historical, or geographical fact from a foreign country they've visited."
"You realize you're asking a very pregnant mom of two to think up something on the spot?"
"I'm feeling brave today."
"I got nothing."
"How about a joke? A joke will work, too."
"Okay.... knock knock....."
And it became painfully obvious to me that the more children you have the more your brain turns to mush.
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