
Wednesday we deliver papers. Whenever I count out the papers, I seem to short us 2 papers, but if I let my nine year old who is obviously more skilled in math than his mother, we come out with 2 papers extra. Anyway, go figure. Back to my story: we had to drive clear back across town (this takes a whole 4 minutes) and pick up two more papers and while I was in the area, I picked up Curtis from work. He asked me if I had messed with his phone at all. No, in fact, I hadn't even seen it except when digging it out of the dog food bag.
Now I have to back track for this story to really get the full humor of it. When I was 13, I was completely in love with Chris de Burgh. You know, the guy that sings Lady in Red, something about Vodka in Russia and Don't Pay the Ferryman? I was even going to see him in concert for my birthday but that fell through due to bad weather or low funds or something. I just knew I could have been his future wife had we met at that concert (well, till I found out he was ALREADY married). And yeah, I'm completely embarrassing myself with that admission because now I look and him and think: EEWW!
This is Curtis' "experience" with Chris de Burgh. Remember back in the 80's and 90's you could call the radio stations and dedicate songs on the radio to your latest crush? One night him and his friends were driving around when they hear "I'd like to dedicate Lady in Red, to MY Lady in Red." It was his brother. I'm assuming they teased the poor guy mercilessly for years since it still comes up even in general conversation.
So, back to my story (again). We're in the car driving back to deliver the papers, clear on the other side of town (another whole 4 minutes away) and he asks if I messed with the ring tone on his phone. No, I say. He tells me to call it.
"Lady in red/is dancing with me/....."
BWHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAH......hahahhahahahahha!!!!! hahahahahahahah
Followed by:
"Yeah. All the guys at work are like "Dude. Are you gay?"
Needless to say, the phone is switched back to the Star Wars theme song, to which he answers every time I call as "Yes, Emperor!"
Still...I like me some Chris de Burgh.
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