Saturday, March 14, 2009
Every time I go to my family's house I always take Center street. Every time I am driving up that street I think of a funny story, here it goes.... When I was in High school I worked at a Sandwich and Pizza Place. One night when I was working there I was getting ready to go home and a girl asked if she could get a ride home with me. ( This girl had just recently moved to there) I was driving her home ( taking Center street) and she was like, "oh turn down this street, my house is down here." So I turned down the street and we kept driving and she said, " oh it's not on this street it's the next one." So I turned onto the next street. We kept driving for a bit and again she said, "Oh it's not this street either, but it's one of these streets around here." So I proceeded to drive up and down and back several streets looking for her house (It was dark, I'll give her that). Finally on one of my rounds up and down the street, she said, "Oh it's this house right here." So she got out and I drove home and didn't really think another thought about it, The next time I went to work this girl came up to me and was like, " Oh Lindsay, please forgive me, I totally lied to you." And I was just like thinking, Huh, what the goin on. She then told me that she had totally forgot where the heck her house was and after driving around for a little while she just totally picked some random house and told me it was hers. I asked her what the heck she did next and how she found her ACTUAL house. Ha, ha ha. She told me that she just walked around the several blocks that we had been driving through and finally found her real house. Ha ha ha. This story cracks me up every time I think about it. Too Funny!!