Oh Anna.
I've been unbelievably busy this week. Busier than ever, ever before. With a launch of a new website and as the producer for one of our new blogs, I can barely take a bathroom break much less a quick phone call.
Early in the evening yesterday my phone rang. It was my friend from work, who was also my college roommate. Let's call him Nate. I pick up the phone.
Me: WHAT.
Nate: Hey Anna. What's up?
Me: Nothing how are you.
Nate: Pretty good. Headed up north.
Me: Cool. What's up? I'm really busy at work.
Nate: Oh, yeah?
Me: Yeah. So what do you want?
I've got like a million things due in the next five minutes.
Nate: Oh, nothing. It's not a big deal.
Me: Ok cool, talk to you later.
Nate: Yeah, just give me a call when you leave work.
Me: Wait. Why?
Nate: Nothing, it's not a big deal.
Me: No, what?
Nate: Well I don't want to add anything to your list of things to do.
Me: No it's ok, what do you need?
Nate: No seriously, just call me later, it's ok.
Me: No, just tell me. Is it about work? What's up?
Nate: No really it's ok just call me after work.
Me: No, what?
Nate: No it's ok call me later.
Me: Ok now you're freaking me out. What is it?
Nate: I was just wondering if you would do a reading at my wedding.
*silence
*silence
*Anna makes squeaky noises
Me (three octaves higher): Oh! Oh! Of...course! Of course I will!
*silence
Nate: Cool.
Me: Can I...mime it?
Nate: There are unlimited production opportunities available to you.
Me: Th...thank you!
I am a terrible, awful friend! I am sorry "Nate". I can't wait to read at your wedding on a golden elephant wearing a dinosaur outfit and waving a flag of you and your new wife's faces. Love youuuuu!
Early in the evening yesterday my phone rang. It was my friend from work, who was also my college roommate. Let's call him Nate. I pick up the phone.
Me: WHAT.
Nate: Hey Anna. What's up?
Me: Nothing how are you.
Nate: Pretty good. Headed up north.
Me: Cool. What's up? I'm really busy at work.
Nate: Oh, yeah?
Me: Yeah. So what do you want?
I've got like a million things due in the next five minutes.
Nate: Oh, nothing. It's not a big deal.
Me: Ok cool, talk to you later.
Nate: Yeah, just give me a call when you leave work.
Me: Wait. Why?
Nate: Nothing, it's not a big deal.
Me: No, what?
Nate: Well I don't want to add anything to your list of things to do.
Me: No it's ok, what do you need?
Nate: No seriously, just call me later, it's ok.
Me: No, just tell me. Is it about work? What's up?
Nate: No really it's ok just call me after work.
Me: No, what?
Nate: No it's ok call me later.
Me: Ok now you're freaking me out. What is it?
Nate: I was just wondering if you would do a reading at my wedding.
*silence
*silence
*Anna makes squeaky noises
Me (three octaves higher): Oh! Oh! Of...course! Of course I will!
*silence
Nate: Cool.
Me: Can I...mime it?
Nate: There are unlimited production opportunities available to you.
Me: Th...thank you!
I am a terrible, awful friend! I am sorry "Nate". I can't wait to read at your wedding on a golden elephant wearing a dinosaur outfit and waving a flag of you and your new wife's faces. Love youuuuu!
Labels: terrible friend
4 Comments:
Is this Nate Jackson by any chance?
I don't know this gentleman you speak of, G-bear.
Hilarious, ms. anna.
I'm trying to figure out who this mysterious person could be...now I'm wondering if perhaps we share a birthday?
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