J: "Mrs. Kropp said to tell you that she needs a roaster."
Me: "What?"
J: "Mrs. Kropp needs a roaster for that class (points behind me at bookshelf)."
Me: (looking behind me at bookshelf) "What class? What are you talking about? A roaster?"
J: "You know, like a list-thingy."
Me: "A ROSTER?"
J: "Yeah."
Me: "Oh my god, Jamie, what's wrong with you?"
J: "I'm tired."
Me: "I don't think that's it."
No comments:
Post a Comment