Fri 22 Feb 2013
Two Dollars Mean a Snack for Me, But It Means a Big Deal to You*
Posted by cindy under Cilly Stuff , Work Crap at 3:40 pmNo Comments
Judge: Any big plans this weekend?
Me: There’s no such thing anymore.
Judge: Little plans for little people.
Me: Exactly. Altho we might try to go to Disneyland Sunday morning.
Judge: Do you have passes?
Me: Yeah, we just got passes.
Judge: They’re kind of pricey, aren’t they? That’s what I heard.
Me: It was like $350 for the lower-level pass.
Judge: Holy toledo! You used to be able to get a good car for that price.
Me: …when?!
Judge: Back in the day, kiddo. Back in the day.
* Can anyone identify the source?
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