Is this really my life?
I just got a call from my boss, who has gone home to "work."
Boss: Yeah, it's John. I need you to help me with something.
Cat: Sure. What is it?
Boss: The alphabet. After lmnop I start getting confused.
Cat: *pause* Oh, okay. Do you... um... have some paper?
Boss: Yeah, I'm ready.
Cat: Okay. Q... r... s... t...
Boss: Hold on, hold on. R... s... t....
Cat: U... V... W... X
Boss: Oh, I know the rest. X, y, z, right?
Cat: That's it.
Boss: Okay. Call me if you need me.
That coupled with the fact that I got hit on by an Elvis impersonator (by night - security guard by day) a couple of weeks ago is making me think I've landed in some alternate universe.
Is this "The Twilight Zone?"
Boss: Yeah, it's John. I need you to help me with something.
Cat: Sure. What is it?
Boss: The alphabet. After lmnop I start getting confused.
Cat: *pause* Oh, okay. Do you... um... have some paper?
Boss: Yeah, I'm ready.
Cat: Okay. Q... r... s... t...
Boss: Hold on, hold on. R... s... t....
Cat: U... V... W... X
Boss: Oh, I know the rest. X, y, z, right?
Cat: That's it.
Boss: Okay. Call me if you need me.
That coupled with the fact that I got hit on by an Elvis impersonator (by night - security guard by day) a couple of weeks ago is making me think I've landed in some alternate universe.
Is this "The Twilight Zone?"