Someone said something to me yesterday that reminded me of a funny interaction I had my freshman year in the dorms with a fellow who was a tad bit self-righteous. I seem to remember he called himself 'Jed,' and he also thought of himself as a ladies' man and a decent singer.
In fact, I remember waking up one morning to hear what I thought was the sound of cattle being slaughtered, but no - it was Jed playing, over and over and over, a tape he had made in one of those $20-to-record-yourself-singing-one-song to that famous Righteous Brother's (how fitting) song that was used in Top Gun (still a popular movie in 86-87). It was flat out awful. But I digress.
Jed and I didn't much get along, but I wished him no ill. At the end of the semester, he had received hi mission papers and was getting ready to head home (to Orem? or somewhere far, far away) and leave, so I thought I'd congratulate him and say something nice. I said "Hey Jed. Congrats on the mission call. Have a good time and maybe I'll see you when you get back." Simple enough, right?
But no, he immediately shot back in a smarmy, rude way "I am NOT going on a Mission to have fun."
So I replied, "Ok, have a miserable time on your mission, then."
What a tard.
He used to play the bongos a lot. Looked him up in alumni, lives in Orem
Posted by: P | March 15, 2007 at 02:57 PM