Sunday, July 10, 2011

The Man

One day I'm sitting in the backyard watching Jaclyn play, not really being able to participate because I'm feeling sick and tired (this was when I had a virus in June, the week before I threw my back out - yeah, fun June).  

I say to Jaclyn, "I'm bored."

She responds, "I help you with something."

Me: "What you help me with?"  Yes, I start speaking in weird shortened sentences when I spend too much time with her.  It's like living with a non-native speaker.

J: "I help you ride a bike."

Me: "But I don't have a bike."

J: "I'm going to buy you one at the store tomorrow."

Me: "You are?!  Where are you going to get the money?"

J: "From my pocket.  I'm going to give it to The Man."

Oh, how right you are, I thought.


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