Life with Father: Un Jugo De Naranja (Orange Juice)
"Darn it!", I said today when I got home after going to 3 different grocery stores trying to find something. "I finally found what I had such a difficult time finding, but I totally forgot to buy orange juice. Bleh! I am not going back out!"
Dad said he'd get the orange juice at the Kroger Grocery Store near us (1/2 mile away) since he needed to drive his car around a little bit. He asked me again what he was going out for, and I said, "One Gallon of orange juice. Two 1/2 gallons if you want. Nothing else."
He left to go to the store. A while later my cellphone rang. "Mark! Orange juice, right? Nothing else?"
"No," I said. "Just the gallon of orange juice."
5 mins later he called again and asked if he should get juice with pulp or without pulp.
5 mins later he called yet again and asked if Tropicana was ok, to which I said that it was, but the store brand was just fine, and cheaper.
5 mins later he called once again and asked if that was all we needed.
"How many times are you going to call me on this? You are half a mile away." I asked in frustration.
"Oh, 4 or 5 more times." he said laughingly before he hung up.
10 mins later he came home with two bottles of Tropicana orange juice.
Such is life: The Good, The Bad, and The Fecking Annoying.
Dad said he'd get the orange juice at the Kroger Grocery Store near us (1/2 mile away) since he needed to drive his car around a little bit. He asked me again what he was going out for, and I said, "One Gallon of orange juice. Two 1/2 gallons if you want. Nothing else."
He left to go to the store. A while later my cellphone rang. "Mark! Orange juice, right? Nothing else?"
"No," I said. "Just the gallon of orange juice."
5 mins later he called again and asked if he should get juice with pulp or without pulp.
5 mins later he called yet again and asked if Tropicana was ok, to which I said that it was, but the store brand was just fine, and cheaper.
5 mins later he called once again and asked if that was all we needed.
"How many times are you going to call me on this? You are half a mile away." I asked in frustration.
"Oh, 4 or 5 more times." he said laughingly before he hung up.
10 mins later he came home with two bottles of Tropicana orange juice.
Such is life: The Good, The Bad, and The Fecking Annoying.