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Tell Her I Say Hello

I was busy doing funeral activities most of today. This mainly includes getting there and back, but there was the actual service as well.

Anyway, there were many many people there. One man was talking to the people I was with, then turned to me. I introduced myself, giving my first and last names. When he still wasn't sure of who I was, I also included that I was from Santa Barbara. Since I had no memory of ever meeting this man, I was surprised when he kept trying to figure out who I was. Apparently enlightened, he left it at that.

It turns out he was seated right next to me. In a room with 1500 or so people in it, it's not surprising they had to pack the chairs tightly. We ended up nearly sharing a chair. At one point, he turns to me and says, "Tell your mother I say hello. She was good friends with my wife years ago."

It was at this point when I recalled that he never told me who he was. He never introduced himself or anything. It took him several minutes to figure out who I was, even after given an introduction. Yet apparently I was supposed to know who he was.

So there you have it. Mother, this man says hello.
Tell Her I Say Hello - Thursday, October 12, 2006 -

8:36:00 AM

HAHAHA. Jeff. Honestly. You are one of the funniest people! The "Mother. This man says hello" line SERIOUSLY KILLS me. I laughed out loud here at work. HARDDDD!!!!!

OH that is funny!!!!!!!!!    

2:29:00 PM

I'm not sure if you're actually excited or if you are just making fun of 13 year old girls on the internet. LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!1one    

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