I’ve been in Zumba class all summer with a very fun gal who’s children go to the same school as mine. We’ve giggled all summer about Zumba, school, our neighborhood, etc. Well, yesterday she stopped by after the first day of school to pick up some paper bags to cover her son’s school books in. See, we are tight like that, and as we were standing around gabbing away after school she mentioned she didn’t have any. “Oh, swing by.” I say. Because, you know, we are good buds. Good buds do that.
So, when she comes by she says, “Um, I’m really embarrassed because I was just chatting with someone else and realized I don’t even know your name.”
Shock and sadness ensue…
“That’s OK. It’s Jess. No biggee.” She leaves and I totally bust out…
Because I had just finished looking up my best pal of the entire summer’s name in the school directory myself.