on being a great sister
March 13, 2006
my brothers and i have a good, basic idea of one another's daily schedules. a couple of times a week one of us will call another to, say, stop at the store to pick up a couple of things. my oldest brother called one day to ask if i'd stop by albertson's, a regional grocer, to pick up a toothbrush. sure. what kind do you want? he wanted an oral b. i refused to spend five dollars on a toothbrush, to which he replied with, "you can pick one out for me as long as it has soft bristles." roger that.
i went with my tried and true brand, colgate. the store had a 2/$3.00 sale with a preferred card membership, but i didn't have my card. dag. i chuckled wildly in the aisle as i chose a beautiful fuchsia toothbrush for him and embarked for the self-check out line. then i noticed that it had medium bristles, and to not be a total dick about it, i went back to get the requested soft-bristled brush. to my dismay, there wasn't a fuchsia brush with a soft head, and after debating over a runner-up color, i decided on lilac.
moral of the story: don't ask me to pick stuff up for you at the store or i'll try to burn you as best as i can. whether it's a pink toothbrush or kids watermelon shampoo, it'll be a burn.
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1. anon said:
hilarious stuff your are truly hilarious, now I know where to go to get a good laugh
06.09.06, 01:04 AM
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