Overheard at the car dealership yesterday, where Daddy (who is a bit hard of hearing) was on the phone with the credit union, while Mama studied all the paper work:
Daddy: Yes, ma'am, this is W. W. Fraser, and I've already been approved for a car loan by Miss Cynthia. What's that? Yeah, she approved me. But I didn't buy that car. I backed out. Now I want to buy this car. Ma'am? Yeah, that's right. I'm approved for a different car—the one I don't want. I want this car. So can we just say I'm approved for this one? Beg pardon? No, they're not the same make and model. That other one was a Buick and this one's a Toyota. I don't want the Buick. I want this Toyota. So can we just carry over that approval? No? Well, put Miss Cynthia on, then. What? Oh, she's at lunch? Well, we're all here at the dealership, so how 'bout you approve me. I'm retired. I own my own home. I pay my bills. I have good credit—no, GREAT credit. [He glances up at Very Baptist Mama to make sure she's paying attention] And I don't drink . . . much.
Mama: JUNIOR!!!
Hahahahahaha! Love it!
Posted by: Chris O'Connell | September 05, 2012 at 06:17 AM
I really should pay Daddy . . . :)
Posted by: valerieluesse | September 05, 2012 at 07:43 AM
HA HA HA HA HA HA he is just way to funny ! ! ! ! ! I can just see Nanette ;)
Posted by: candace hicks | September 09, 2012 at 09:06 AM
They really should take that act on the road!:)
Posted by: valerieluesse | September 10, 2012 at 07:59 AM