….that my friend Nicole cuts up her potatoes with a steak knife? Holy. Who would do that? She must be insane. I can’t think of why someone would look at a tater and say, Hmmmm, I think I’ll cut you with a steak knife. What was she thinking? Clearly she wasn’t. Nicole, I’m going to send you a potato knife to cut your potatoes. Love ya.
***Ring Ring Ring***
“Hello?” (Notice I DIDN’T say, Good Morning Economy Glass….Ya, well, that’s because my house ISN’T Economy Glass.)
“Oh hi, are you open for cutting?”
“Ummm……cutting? Cutting what?” (Cutting the cheese? Cutting the grass? Cutting a tree down?)
“Ah, hello? Glass!” (Says in a voice much like a BEEYOTCH.)
“Ummmm…….I’m pretty sure I’m not.”
“Well fine then!” (Said in a possessed demon type voice and then Phone is then slammed in my ear. Well not literally in my ear because, wow that would hurt like a SOB. Whatever that means.)
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