Plain chow mein and pineapple fritter in syrup, please...

[moonlettuce]

I came in late from work and I really couldn't be bothered to cook. (Of course, when I say cook, what I actually mean is, I couldn't be bothered to open the freezer, check all the packets to see which one I fancied, discover the one I fancied takes 35 minutes in the oven, put that one back, get the one hiding underneath it, tear open packet, throw contents in microwave, turn dial, wait for 'ping!' and then retrieve said contents and eat them.) So I decided I'd go to the Chinese takeaway on the corner of my street (it's five houses away - far too convenient *grin*). This was the conversation that ensued with my grandmother before I left the house.

Me: I'm going to the Chinese.
Grandmother: Right.
Me: I'll be right back.
Grandmother: Right.
Me: I've got my key.
Grandmother: Right.
Me: Is there anything you want?
Grandmother: Right.
*Me thinks*
Me: The sky is pink and aliens are invading.
Grandmother: Right.

Ah, it's good to know that your family really don't listen to you *grin*

Comments

[hampden.livejournal.com]

(giggle) Give her a hug from me and really scare her!

[moonlettuce.livejournal.com]

But, that would be evil.

I like it.

*grin*