Even Odds Get Left
They were on their way to church. He was driving. She was looking out the passenger window. At a street light she pointed at a building and said, “That house number is wrong.”
He said, “Wrong? What do you mean?”
She said, “Five, six, seven, nine. That’s wrong. I was taught to count in Kindergarten. It should be, five, six, seven, eight.”
He said, “That doesn’t make it wrong. That makes it odd.”
She said, “Huh?”
He said, “It ends in nine. Nine isn’t wrong. Nine is -”
“EVEN if that were so , ” She said. ”It would still be incorrect.”
He said, “Apparently what nobody taught you is that the odd numbers are on the left of the street while the –”
She interrupted, “Why do they leave them?”
He said, “Why do they leave what?”
She said, “Don’t you think it odd that they left some numbers on the side of the street?”
He said, “You know what I really think is odd?”
She answered, “No, what?”
He asked, “Why is it neither of us is writing this down?”
She said, “I wouldn’t even know where to start.”
He said, “Yeah, it’s probably better left alone.”
She said, “Right. Odds are we’ll forget all about it before we get home anyway.”
So they left it at that.
O’Ceallaigh & The Quill
Quilly, I’m pretty sure you don’t need a notebook.
Doug — actually I left a lot of this odd conversation out of the retelling because I just couldn’t remember it right.
What I find ODD is that during all this neither of you noticed that the SIX was actually the one in the wrong place! It SHOULD have gone 5,7,9 — NO SIX! Six belonged on the other side of the street!!!
Uhm, Melli, the house number was 5679. One house, all the numbers right by the same door, but not in proper counting order.
oh. *blush* (you didn’t explain that part!) LOL!
You two are hilarious.
So do you do this around real people?!
Linda — yes. In fact, after Sunday evening service tonight Amoeba was saying that if he taught in Germany he would be Herr Professor and I interrupted and told him I guess he could never teach in Germany then because he didn’t have any hair.
And how odd…she didn’t forget…interesting
Thom — I did forget much of it.
Odd that you didn’t knock on the odd house out and ask what’s up?
Even if they could explain, it’s an intriguing enough situation, right?
Or, perhaps you’re right… it’s best left alone.
Susan — maybe you should read my comment to Melli ….
SEE? I’m not the ONLY one….
It doesn’t matter to me what house gets knocked on (5679’s fine); I was just trying to get Odd, Even, Right, and Left into the comment ROFL.
He should know by now that you never forget anything blog worthy.
I’m actually thinking you planned this, just so you’d have a blog post.
Silver — I didn’t plan it, but I did realize at the time that it was definitely blog worthy.
Very very good!
LOLOL
Cherie — we love our word play.
Sounds like you beat the odds.
Barbara — very good!
I’m sitting here with a stupid grin on my face. And I’m very glad your conversation is one that could be repeated for us!
My husband & I had a funny conversation this evening that had me just about ROTFL, but it is sadly unrepeatable… which is really too bad, because it WAS funny!!
Sounds like you are healthy again. Yay!!
Karen — sometimes we have hysterical conversations that are just to intimate or personal to share, so I know just how you feel.
Love those word plays of yours. Herr Professor and you have a wonderful sense of humor and a quick mind!!
Mar — only one quick mind between the two of us? That explains many of my difficulties ….
LOL! I loved reading your comments as much as this post. This could be a conversation we would have too.
Betty — I often say the comments are the best part of my blog.
It’s odd that even though you thought you’d forget and left the conversation behind, you weren’t right and remembered.
Mnday’s MeMe – One is not like the Others
Nessa — even though this comment has down right confused me I am so glad you left it. Odds are I might even figure out how to respond later.
right. even if incomplete, this left me with a big grin. the title itself is priceless
Polona — I crafted that title with pride. I am glad you appreciated it.