December 5, 2002
I was decorating our Christmas tree, but much to my chagrin, 2000 lights was not quite enough. So I grab my keys and head to Wal-Mart. Before I get to my car, I remember that my buddy Dave mentioned wanting to go to Wal-Mart earlier. So I call him up:
Nick: Wanna go to Wal-Mart now?
Dave: Yeah, sounds good.
Nick: Okay, I'll pick you up in 2 minutes.
Dave: Okay, bye.
So I get in the car and off I go, singing along with Christmas carols all the way to Wal-Mart. I arrive in the parking lot and turn off the car. Something is wrong. I was about to ask Dave about it--that's when I realized Dave wasn't there. Ooopsie!
Nick: Ring...ring...ring...
Dave: Hello.
Nick: Hey Dave, what's up?
Dave: I'm waiting for you, fool!
Nick: Uhh, yeah. Remember that time when you drove to Austin and forgot your backpack in Waco?
Dave: Yeah.
Nick: Yeah, so I just drove to Wal-Mart and I forgot my Dave.
Dave: You idiot!! Remember what I did when I realized I forgot it?
Nick: Alright, I'll come get you.
And that is the end of my story.