my story

al and i made plans to meet at the scrapbook store at three this afternoon.

i got there, parked next to al's car and went into the store. the door made the little "ding-dong" sound that doors at public places sometimes make. a girl was standing right inside the door - with her back to me - and i thought it was al and so i went up behind her and said "ding-dong." she turned around and was NOT al. i started laughing and aplogized and told her i had thought she was someone else. then i went and found al and told her the story and she didn't believe me. because - really - who would go up to somebody and just say "ding-dong?"

me. that's who. maybe i need to pay a little closer attention to what my best friend looks like????

i'm still laughing.