Friday, January 16, 2009
Discombobulated? Uh Oh!
Hubby Keith's cell phone fell out of our SUV onto the hot pavement at Ralph and Kacoo's Seafood Restaurant on a Sunday a few months ago. I forgot to mention this, didn't I?
Long story short, the phone fried while we ate Sunday lunch and realized it was missing a couple of hours later. It was a goner. AT&T replaced it for him. No problem.
Keith was not disoriented or in any sort of trance. He just doesn't like to keep
his cell phone in his pocket while he's driving. No problem.
Our almost President, Barack Obama dropped his cell phone - make that Blackberry
- onto the tarmac while he was exiting his car - make that limo.
Not his wife, even, but reporters I tell you - called him "discombobulated".
A secret service agent picked up the Blackberry, put it back together, and handed it to Mr. Obama.
Oh, my, is the honeymoon already over for Mr. Obama? If they are calling him "discombobulated" today, what will they be calling him next Wednesday?
Long story short, the phone fried while we ate Sunday lunch and realized it was missing a couple of hours later. It was a goner. AT&T replaced it for him. No problem.
Keith was not disoriented or in any sort of trance. He just doesn't like to keep
his cell phone in his pocket while he's driving. No problem.
Our almost President, Barack Obama dropped his cell phone - make that Blackberry
- onto the tarmac while he was exiting his car - make that limo.
Not his wife, even, but reporters I tell you - called him "discombobulated".
A secret service agent picked up the Blackberry, put it back together, and handed it to Mr. Obama.
Oh, my, is the honeymoon already over for Mr. Obama? If they are calling him "discombobulated" today, what will they be calling him next Wednesday?
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