Sunday, March 21, 2010

My bad

I saw the kitchen timer sitting in the trash.

"Why is this in the trash?"

From the office, "It doesn't work."

"Yes it does!"

The next morning it was back on the shelf by the kitchen window.

...


"What are you doing?"

"Art project."

"What is that smell?"

"The kitchen timer doesn't work. I had it sitting next to me in the office."



"Oh.

Sorry.

You were right."

1 comment:

Jackie Morris said...

You need a Time Chicken. Send me your address and I will send you one.