Confessions
Confession #1:
I've had my cell phone for two years, and I have yet to memorize the number. Whenever someone asks for it, I have to check the phone. Of course, this is problematic when I'm already engaged in a cell phone conversation with that person, because I haven't found any way to get my number to display while I'm talking.
Me: Uh, don't you have Caller ID?
Them: No. Why don't you just tell me the number?
Me: Ha ha ha! Who doesn't have Caller ID?
Them: What?
Me: Seriously, who doesn't have Caller ID in this day and age? Ha ha ha ha!
Them: You don't know your number, do you?
Me: I wouldn't say that.
Them: Just tell me the first six numbers.
Me:
Them: You don't know your own number. ADMIT IT.
Me: Oh, fine.
Confession #2:
I don't eat them very often, but I harbor a secret love of Hostess cupcakes. The orange ones. The chocolate ones are disgusting, but the ones with the R40, Y5, and Y6 food dyes and fake orange flavoring? Delicious.
I've had my cell phone for two years, and I have yet to memorize the number. Whenever someone asks for it, I have to check the phone. Of course, this is problematic when I'm already engaged in a cell phone conversation with that person, because I haven't found any way to get my number to display while I'm talking.
Me: Uh, don't you have Caller ID?
Them: No. Why don't you just tell me the number?
Me: Ha ha ha! Who doesn't have Caller ID?
Them: What?
Me: Seriously, who doesn't have Caller ID in this day and age? Ha ha ha ha!
Them: You don't know your number, do you?
Me: I wouldn't say that.
Them: Just tell me the first six numbers.
Me:
Them: You don't know your own number. ADMIT IT.
Me: Oh, fine.
Confession #2:
I don't eat them very often, but I harbor a secret love of Hostess cupcakes. The orange ones. The chocolate ones are disgusting, but the ones with the R40, Y5, and Y6 food dyes and fake orange flavoring? Delicious.
Labels: Confessions, Conversation, Does Not Compute
posted by Liz at 1:59 PM
3 Comments:
I am in love with Hostess Donettes. I ate so many of them in the first month of Nathan's life that I'm sure they are still connected to the insides of my thighs. But mmmm, so delicious!
I love me a good Hostess cupcake, too - the chocolate kind, refrigerated.
The only reason I'm able to remember my cell numbers is because it partially matches our home number, so I really only have to remember 3 digits instead of 7. And even then I have to stop and think about it.
I have zero numbers memorized. My phone remembers them all. lol
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