My Lack of Communication Skills

Blogged under marky, shopping on Friday 27 July 2007 at 1:20 pm

I started going grocery shopping with Marky. For two reasons: 1) He always drives, and 2) I don’t have to talk to people, therefore keeping the name calling to a minimum.

So yesterday when the following conversation took place:

Mark: Wanna go to myer frank at some point today?
Me: I need cottage cheese, so yes.
Mark: Cool. I’ll ping ya when I get out of the movie

I didn’t think twice about it, until I got in the car.

Me: I brought my library books to return since it’s right by the grocery store.
Mark: Ok. Did you want to go to the grocery store too?
Me: I thought we were going to Fred Meyers.
Mark: Um, no I said Myer and Frank, and besides there’s no such thing as Fred Meyer anymore, it’s Smiths now.
Me: Shit. So it didn’t dawn on you I was confused when I said something about cottage cheese.
Mark: No. Cottage cheese is a major part of our lives now.

And he’s right. Since I’m addicted to cottage cheese, I forced my addiction onto him. It’s just easier that way.

7 Comments »

  1. Comment by Anonymous — July 27, 2007 @ 2:18 pm

    I love the Marky!

  2. Comment by Marjorie — July 27, 2007 @ 6:28 pm

    Doesn’t Marky know that Freddy’s will always be Freddy’s even if the name on the building says Smiths.

  3. Comment by theorris — July 27, 2007 @ 6:33 pm

    There is also no such thing as Meyer and Frank anymore. It is now Macy’s.

  4. Comment by Anonymous — July 27, 2007 @ 6:46 pm

    If he eats what you eat keep him.

  5. Comment by Otaku Umemoto — July 29, 2007 @ 9:46 am

    There you go forcing “woman food” on a perfectly healthy male. Next, he’ll have YOU chugging PBR with cheese doodles.

  6. Comment by Sarahbellum — July 30, 2007 @ 1:21 pm

    anon: Who doesn’t…

    midge: I know, yet he refuses to call it that. Lame.

    theorris: So I sorta win, right?

    anon: Um, he’s not a pet.

    otaku: PBR is already part of my diet, the cheese doodles however, are not.

  7. Comment by Mark — July 30, 2007 @ 5:50 pm

    Heh. Yeah…

    My text/chat convos with Sarah never fail to produce wonderful confusion.

    BTW… It took me like three years to stop calling Smith’s, Fred Meyer’s. I suspect it will take another couple years or so to stop calling Macy’s, Meyer & Frank.

    Moral of the story… don’t assume I ever know what I am talking about. :P

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