Posted: May 16, 2011 in May 2011

A young man asked me what time it was. I was cute and said “Time to get a watch!” He looked at me confused. I had to explain to him what a watch was.

“It’s a little clock that you wrap around your wrist. It tells time.”

He rolled his eyes at me and what he thought was a make believe story. He pulled out his cell phone and look at the time. A couple friends of his with skateboards took out my knees (not with their skateboards, it was just a coincidence that they were holding them, if I was these boys I would have used the skateboards, but I’m not).

From now on whenever someone asks me what time it is I’m going to respond “It’s 4:20” because it’s always 4:20 somewhere! Unless of course the minute hand isn’t on the 4. Then it’s not 4:20 anywhere.

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