Phone Calls

Working at a little local shop is sometimes boring. Sometimes it's redundant. Sometimes it's frustrating. Sometimes it's just plain hilarious. Here are two phone calls I've gotten in the last few weeks:

Phone call #1, 10 minutes ago:

*ring*
Me: Bellies and Babies, this is Katie.
Lady on the other end: Is this Martha?
Me: No, Ma'am. I think you have the wrong number.
Lady: Are you sure?
Me: Yes, Ma'am. I'm sure.
Lady: Okay, thank you.
Me: Bye.

This conversation leads me to believe one of these two conclusions must be accurate:
1. The lady just didn't listen when I answered, completely ignoring the "This is Katie" part.
OR
2. Her friend Martha likes to pretend she's other people when she answers the phone. Maybe Martha always answers the phone a different way.... "Hello this is Greg, thank you for calling Pizza-Hut."
Either way, the "Are you sure?" was my favorite part.

Phone Call #2, about three weeks ago (keep in mind we're a maternity and children's clothing store):

*ring*
Me: Bellies and Babies, this is Katie.
Lady: Could you please tell me what your hours are?
Me: From 10-5:30 on weekdays and 10-4 on Saturdays.
Lady: Okay, great. Now, where exactly are you located?
Me: South Main Street, right across the street from the bank.
Lady: Okay, I know where that is. Now, do ya'll sell the live chickens and ducks or what?
Me: .............
Lady: ...........
Me: Ma'am, we sell maternity and children's clothing.
Lady: Oh.
*click*

There are absolutely no conclusions I can draw from this one, folks. But I think this is the best phone call I've ever gotten.

Happy Saturday.

Baby Preacher

I know. I haven't been around for a week now. I'm taking a little mini-break. But this is seriously the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. Enjoy.

Cover Me Mondays: Hey Ya!

It isn't Monday, but "Cover Me Tuesdays" just doesn't sound as catchy.

If I had posted yesterday, here's what I would have posted:

Original, OutKast, 2003:


Cover, Obediah Parker, 2008:


You may have seen this one before. It's pretty popular, but I think it still deserves a nod.
xoxo

Break

It would seem that I took a break from blogging for a little while. I've been a bit burned out. And kinda in a funk. It's hard to blog when you feel like that. It's hard to do anything but necessary things when you feel like that. I'm going to try to be better about blogging. It really is my favorite outlet. It's where I can take thing that make me smile and share them... even if nobody else is looking.

Now, so that you don't think this was a totally pointless self-pitying post, here's a video. A really weird video. I love Kristen Bell, and I love Yeasayer, but I still can't get over the weirdness of this video.

Humpday Listday: Reasons I Shouldn't Have Gone Outside to Help Chris Clean The Grill.

1. mosquito bites on my arm.
2. mosquito bites on my leg.
3. mosquito bites on my other leg.
4. ant bite on my finger.
5. mosquito bites on the back of my knee.

Next time, I'm staying inside.

I Love My Dad.

This is why having your parents as friends on Facebook can be rewarding:


This made me laugh so hard. I'm not sure exactly why. It just did. And since I know he's reading this, I love you Daddy!
xoxo

Cover Me Mondays: Respect

Everybody knows this song. Everybody. Really, your grandma knows this song. Everybody. People sing it in the shower, while cooking, alone in their cars, and of course, doing karaoke.

Aretha Franklin, recorded 1967 (Not sure the date of this video):

But what you may not know, is that Aretha's oh-so-famous version of this song is NOT the original. Whaaaaaaattt????

Yep, it's true. Aretha recorded the anthem in 1967. Otis Redding wrote and recorded the song in 1965, two years before Aretha's version. Now, I don't know about you, but that fact pretty much blew my mind. I had no idea! Did you?

Otis Redding,



So there you go, a little education with this week's edition of "Cover Me Mondays."

And truth be told, I think I like Mr. Redding's version just a little bit better.
(no offense, Aretha...)

xoxo