Aug 15, 2007 01:08
I worked 9-5 today because Dave had to go to a funeral and Sue needed help for the day shift. It was super busy and I got some tips, which I keep in my shoe.
I go home for lunch and when I take off my shoe, I take my tips out. My dad saw and freaked because it was some sort of insult or sin against the Hindu Goddess of prosperity. So I said "sorry!" and he was like "don't say sorry to me! Say sorry to her!"
So I looked up at the ceiling and said "I'm sorry!"
Then he told me to apologize to our statue of Ganesh, the Goddess' husband. So I go to the statue and say "MY BAD!"
I never apologized to our ceiling before.
Or a statue.
family,
life