Yesterday, when the subject of the correct spelling of the word "potato" came around, i naturally mentioned the name Dan Quayle. To which my coworker said, "who is that?"
I asked if she was kidding, and, after about six and a half minutes and a coupla dozen odd looks, she convinced me that she wasn't. "He was the vice-president under the first George Bush," i said, expecting to hear her say something like, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! DAN! I thought you'd said STAN Quayle!!!"
Instead she told me, "Yeah, i don't remember that time period. I was, like, five."
I have never felt so old in my entire life.
the five things i fell in love with today...
1) in her defense, jimmy carter was president was i was five, and i have no idea who his vp was.
2) last night's mystery is solved! the soda guy didn't apologize to me because he apprently had similar plans to do the same thing. he had company over. but, thankfully, they only kept me awake until 10:45ish...
3) oh, the days when i was able to sleep in until noon.
4) spiro agnew? was spiro agnew the vp under carter? the only thing i really know about him is that you can rearrange the letters in his name to spell "grow a penis."
song of the day...
"settle down" by earthnut
movie of the day...
"all the president's men"