Chad locked his keys in the van today at Home Depot and I dutifully jumped into Clifford (the big,red, SUV) and made my sojourn into Richfield. However, when I got there, I realized that I forgot the van keys, but heck--- that's ok...we'll just ride home together. So Raina and I went into the great and spacious building seeking out our key-less Chad. Up and down the isles we walked, and walked, and walked. No Chad. OK, it's time to call in reinforcements..."Will Customer Chad Williams please come to the front." Waiting, waiting, waiting. Not even a Chad look-alike came to the counter. I felt a little uneasy and the lady was eyeing me suspiciously, so I thought I'd better buy something. Luckily African Violets were within reach. After my magnanimous purchase we decided to wait outside by the van. No Chad. Hmmm.... what would Nancy Drew do? Well, we'll just run to the other big and spacious building (Wal-mart) and pick up some milk. 3 gallons later + $40, still no Chad. Perhaps he got a ride home, I deduced and surmised. As soon as I walked into my Monrovian home, "Mom, Dad is waiting for you at work." Ohhhh...my..heck. But at least I had the presence of mind to grab the van keys this trip out! All's well that ends well for '*cool nerds*' like us. We call days like this 'nutrolls'. What do you call yours?
TOP SECRET: Chad's new army training...cage fighting. Don't tell anyone or he will have to kill you. Seriously.
4 comments:
Ahhh! One of those days. It's a good thing we have laughter to help us through it. Love the Napoleon pics! It makes the story even better!
Oh that was so entertaining and the pictures too!
BD wondered why he saw Chad walking around in that part of town...
That's hillarious!
Love your nutroll story! Aren't days like that just wonderful!! Who christened your new vehicle Clifford?
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