Mar 21, 2006 15:15
Get this: A few minutes after my mom went to pick up Fiend, the phone rang. It was a realtor who said she was taking some people to look at our house. Being the suave, sophisticated hundredaire socialite that I am, I panicked and ran upstairs to clean my room. While I was making my bed, I happened to glance out the window and saw two cars pull up. So I panicked some more, bolting downstairs and into the muddy backyard. I hid in a corner for a second when I began to fear that they would want to see the entire backyard, including my corner, so I did the only logical thing to do. I jumped the nearest fence into the front yard and took off running down the street. Then I just kinda walked to the corner and sat around until my mom came back.
It was pretty interesting. I had no idea I could jump a fence like that.
MEANWHILE, IN DES MOINES: My mom and I were talking about it later, and she mentioned a gate that apparently exists on the fence on the OTHER side of the house, leading from the backyard to the front, and wondered why I hadn't just gone through that. Okay, I didn't even know that gate was THERE! I mean, I never had any use for it before!
Lacking common sense? Yes! But it makes for a hilarious anecdote. "That one time I jumped a fence..."