In Which I Am A Smartass

Excerpt from phone conversation between me and Min (soon to be owner of Trixie, my left kidney) on the evening of June 26:

Min: We haven’t had power since 9:30 this morning.

Me: Oh, that bites.

Min: We have a generator.

Me: So you’re sitting in your air conditioned house, looking out the window and thumbing your nose at all your neighbors who are sweating and sitting in the dark?

Min: *giggle*

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