you get a phone call at 10:30 p.m. on the last Sunday of the month from your
HOME TEACHERS,
wanting to know what days you're free in the next week. In the message, they mumble their names and you are completely lost who they are. In means of response, you
TEXT
the number.
HOME TEACHERS,
wanting to know what days you're free in the next week. In the message, they mumble their names and you are completely lost who they are. In means of response, you
TEXT
the number.
After finding out that they are the semi-cute cocky jerks in your ward,
you spend the next hour composing,
in your head, a great couple of sentences, that would serve as a great facebook status, however you have to resort to post it to your blog because you're
FRIENDS WITH THEM ON FACEBOOK
and that could be mildly insulting!
you spend the next hour composing,
in your head, a great couple of sentences, that would serve as a great facebook status, however you have to resort to post it to your blog because you're
FRIENDS WITH THEM ON FACEBOOK
and that could be mildly insulting!
But I do have to applaud their effors, they, semi-cute cocky jerks, are actually trying to accomplish what was asked of them.
p.s. Meg and I aren't much better for visiting teaching, however we don't call on the last Sunday of the month, we send a message over facebook!
p.p.s. I'm looking forward to when they come on Wednesday. They're pretty funny fellows and as I mentioned above they're not too bad on the eyes!
(that is so out of character for me to say. enjoy it while it lasts)
1 comment:
Hahaha, yep, give them credit, there aren't many guys that would even care about home teaching at that age! I don't even know who ours are...I bet we've had home teachers about 10 times in the 14 years we've lived here.
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