Mary talking with her mother on the phone: Happy twenty ten!
Me butting into their conversation: Two thousand ten!
Dad correcting me: Twenty ten!
Me: What? You can't add that extra syllable?
Dad: What year were you born?
Me: Nineteen...
Dad: See? Not one thousand nine hundred
Me: So why, for the past nine years have we said two thousand...
Dad: It has been an error.
Me: A nine year error?
Dad: Yes.
It seems as though the online community agrees with Mary and Father. I, however, probably won't change my ways for a while, mostly because I don't like being bossed around. No one is going to force me to say twenty ten! Not until I'm good and ready!
4 comments:
i love this post. and i'm excited to start saying twenty-ten. 'cause i am lazy, lazy, lazy.
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I must say that I agree with you on the two thousand ten idea...also I hate people bossing me around and think it's a legit reason to avoid doing something. Cheers to you buddy!
Haha! A nine-year error. Your dad knows what's up.
I had this same conversation (minus the nine-year error part) with Nick and Josh. They still don't like the "twenty" business.
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