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I chose to stay home from my Monday night D&D game to continue working on my tax receipts. I was out all day editing the manuscript, returned home and began delving into the depths of QuickBooks. I really wanted to keep working, so I sent G off to battle the forces of evil in my name.
One of our business partners called to talk to G and I explained this situation. He was very sympathetic. So sympathetic, as it happens, that he called again 20 minutes later.
Me: Hello?
Mike: What did the fish say when he hit the concrete wall?
Me: Uhhhhhh... *trying to shift my mind out of the Chart of Accounts creation mode* I don't know. What did the fish say?
Mike: Dam.
Me: *belly laughs* You're an angel. Thank you.
*contented sigh*
One of our business partners called to talk to G and I explained this situation. He was very sympathetic. So sympathetic, as it happens, that he called again 20 minutes later.
Me: Hello?
Mike: What did the fish say when he hit the concrete wall?
Me: Uhhhhhh... *trying to shift my mind out of the Chart of Accounts creation mode* I don't know. What did the fish say?
Mike: Dam.
Me: *belly laughs* You're an angel. Thank you.
*contented sigh*