Thursday, April 21, 2011

Oh, my Korean Father...and some other junk

Yesterday, my Dad called me 3 times in a matter of 4 minutes.

First convo:
Dad: "Shella, do you still use your Amazon Kendall and Kendall?" 
Me: "I'm sorry, my what??"
Dad: "Your Kendall and Kendall.."
Me: "You mean, my KINDLE??"
Dad: "Yeah, that."

Second convo (30 seconds after that one):
Dad: "You know why I thought it was Kendall and Kendall?"
Me: "No, Dad. Why?"
Dad: "Because there's this muscle testing therapy book called that."
Me: "Oh... makes perfect sense why you would confuse the two.....??"

Third convo (10 seconds after that):
Dad: "Every time I hang up, I remember something else I wanted to say."
Me: "What is it?"
Dad: "When we go to Vegas next Friday, maybe we could drive together?"
Me: "Only if we take your SUV..."
Dad: "Okay, great. But actually, maybe not. Don't hold me to it. I may have to let you know last minute if we can drive together."
Me: "Okay, dad...just let me know."
Dad: "Okay, thanks. Hopefully I won't have to call you back... Bye."

I love my Dad and all of his Korean, foreign, glory....


-Last night, I went Downtown with Roomie. We met our friend Billy for dinner at J Six. It was pretty good, actually. But I think I was enjoying my Vodka Cran more than my filet mignon... He lives in Little Italy, which is a good 20 minute walk from where we had dinner. But, I gladly welcomed the walk back because A) I wasn't wearing heels and B) I haven't worked out in about 18 years, so it was probably good to get some exercise in.
Isn't this such a cool platter? Compliments from the chef! (I stuck with the cheese and almonds...I don't know about that other stuff...)

-Yesterday, I had a customer call me. Her name is Maria. She's from Yonkers, NY. She ordered something from us and wanted to check and see if it was sent. to describe Maria. She has this low, raspy voice that she says is from smoking. She has the energy of a 5-year-old, and she THOROUGHLY enjoys coloring in (NOT drawing) pictures like the one below: Maria calls me...talking up a storm, then she says in her BEST ASIAN accent: "I pay. Yoo send now! I paay. Yoo send Now!" (I'm pretty sure she said it 3 more times) Little does she know, I am HALF as Asian as they come (not really). I could not stop laughing. She thought I was laughing at her "impeccable" Asian impression. When, I was REALLY laughing because of how ironic I thought the whole thing was. Good ol' Maria... 

---Time to go get my morning coffee. And yes, it's from work, not Starbucks... I know, I know... I'm being resourceful... Or maybe, I just woke up late.


P.S. The last time I said all you stalkers should just become FOLLOWERS of my blog, I got one more addition to the family!!! So... again, I see you. I know you're there. Come...let's get to know each other...come on out of those shadows. Muah!!!



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