"Ghosseindhatsghabyfaird-Johnson," I replied.
(blank look of confusion)
"How do you spell that?" he asked, obviously not wanting to know.
"With a hyphen," I clarified.
"Once more?" he asked.
"Ghosseindhatsghabyfaird-Johnson"
"Could you please spell that?" he asked, glancing at the half dozen people waiting behind me.
"Oh ... just like it sounds," I said non-chalantly.
Putting down "Johnson," he went on and asked about the address.
"Washburn, Wisconsin, 14701 N.E. Wachatanoobee Parkway, Complex 3, Building O, Appt. 1382b," I replied.
Almost through writing all this down, I said, "Or did you mean current address?"
Stopping, he said, (becoming irritated) "Yes. Current address."
"Diluthian Heights, Mississippi, 1372 S. Tinatonabee Avenue, Building 14C, Suite 2, Box 138201," I replied quite slowly.
Waiting until he finished I said, "No, wait, it's NORTH Tinatonabee Avenue." Annoyed, he backed up and changed it.
"I think," I interjected.
"And is all this correct?" he asked in a standard manner.
"Of course not," I replied, leaving, "If you want my REAL name and address, look at the credit card receipt."
A little mean, I must admit, but no jury would convict me ... at least, none that had been to Radio Shack.
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