Be Careful What You Wish For...
Yesterday, britgeekgrrl and I were at the local mall doing a little last-minute Christmas shopping, thanks to my afore-mentioned Christmas bonus, and I was bemoaning the fact that earlier in the year, the Suncoast store had closed down. The thought had come to me as we started walking past the storefront where Suncoast had been located before they closed.
"Damnit, why'd they have to close down," I whined to my long-suffering wife. "We could have finished most of our gift buying in one shot. I wish they hadn't closed..."
Right then it hit me that, staring me in the face, was a neon sign that said...Suncoast. The local franchise had been bought a month before and hurriedly reopened for the Christmas season.
I honestly did an old-fashioned double-take. If I had been drinking something, I'd have accompanied it with a spit-take, too.
The moral of the story? Next time I feel the need to make a wish like that, I need to say, "I wish for Catherine Bell, naked, holding a bag full of unmarked hundred dollar bills."
Next time. Next time.
"Damnit, why'd they have to close down," I whined to my long-suffering wife. "We could have finished most of our gift buying in one shot. I wish they hadn't closed..."
Right then it hit me that, staring me in the face, was a neon sign that said...Suncoast. The local franchise had been bought a month before and hurriedly reopened for the Christmas season.
I honestly did an old-fashioned double-take. If I had been drinking something, I'd have accompanied it with a spit-take, too.
The moral of the story? Next time I feel the need to make a wish like that, I need to say, "I wish for Catherine Bell, naked, holding a bag full of unmarked hundred dollar bills."
Next time. Next time.