Dave the Roommate

Dave just came into the living room to borrow my phone. This is a big deal, because there is an ongoing rivalry over the quality of each other’s cordless phones.

He gets better reception. Mine has call display and buttons that don’t stick. We each like our own phones better.

But now his battery was dying, so he came to switch over to my phone.

“Oh-HO!” I said. “No way!”

As he retreated to his bedroom with my phone, he said, deadpan:

“If you were a gentlemen, you would trade batteries with me.”

Maybe you had to be there.

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