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on boys, and their excuses.
Boy in the Middle East: When I went through the security check point yesterday, my bag was either lost or stolen.
Joy: Oh no, did you lose anything important?
Boy in the Middle East: No, it was my spare bag, the one with the presents I have gotten for people along the way. Including the one I got for you.
Joy: Ah, okay. Just so you know, saying that you lost my present during a “security check point” is like the Middle East version of “my dog ate my homework.”
Boy in the Middle East: But it really happened!
Joy: yeah, and my dog was really hungry.
Hi there, I’m a born and bred New Englander living in San Francisco. I might be a little guilty of romanticizing New England, but that’s only because it’s the best place on earth.
I like politics, eating good food and drinking half-a-glass of wine too much.
Have a question? E-mail me at: joy[dot]engel[at]gmail[dot]com
I like politics, eating good food and drinking half-a-glass of wine too much.
Have a question? E-mail me at: joy[dot]engel[at]gmail[dot]com
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