Our crayon haggling took an unexpected turn.
While killing time on the ferry, she demanded I ASK MY BOSS about her low offer. Then she got impatient (ok, that’s NOT the unexpected part–she is mine) and decided to ask my boss HERSELF.
Finishing her little whispered “talk” with my imaginary boss, she declared my boss accepted her offer!
“Oh, really?! I’m surprised my boss agreed to that.” (uh, NOT)
“Well, I told him I’d SPANK HIM if he didn’t!” She swaggers around (when did she learn swaggering??).
I’m thinking Kid could be my thug, win any battle for a parking space, get the sale price even after the sale ended, and squeeze in for that hair appointment when the calendar is full.
Sweet.
If only she were taller than Gary Coleman.
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Sooner rather than later it may be a good idea to send this kid out to haggle with the undesirable leaders of other countries!! Some of her special swaggering could be very intimidating!
I need a thug. Maybe I’ll start training the boy in thuggery.
yes, let’s get her motivated toward world domination! all the crayons factories would be hers!
dd, everyone needs a good thug, eh? train that boy!
Future attorney ?
Yikes, Jackie! You don’t have to play rough! (did you know I was an attorney in my former life?)
Funny. Can she come protect me?