Easter Eggs Erroneous!
Patience Is A Virtue!
I know, I know, I said I wasn�t gonna post till tomorrow, but I�m early, ok?.
The Impending Possible Really Good News I hinted might happen today didn�t, I won�t get notification for another week or two whether it�s a thumbs up or a thumbs down.
Basically, I was interviewed today for a possible promotion to Store Manager at a nearby location. I kind of got my hopes up that I would get a quick yeah or nope, since reliable sources hinted there was an urgent need for someone to take over the store starting today!
However, the truth is I�m merely temporarily covering this store for the next week or two while they interview qualified candidates including myself, after which I will either be approved and take over permanently or be returned to my current store and position. I have a high level of confidence, but am quite wary of becoming cocky! Time will tell!
Where Oh Where Could That Last Darned Egg Be!?
My 8 year old nephew Billy is at that age where he�s mostly a kid, as opposed to a baby. However, kids that age are still in kind of a transitional maturation phase, where they don�t yet always distinguish appropriate behavior from inappropriate.
Fr�instance�
While celebrating Easter at my mom�s house my sister Linda staged a cute little Easter Egg Hunt. A certain amount of plastic eggs were marked for Billy and were given mostly difficult hiding places, while the eggs marked for my 2 year old niece Carly were put out in plain sight for her to find.
I hid a number of them, and on impulse quite obviously stuck one inside my shirt, over my navel between my tee shirt and shirt. You couldn�t miss the obvious egg-shaped lump where my belly-button should be, but as often as Billy looked at me he never quite noticed. Eventually we started hinting that there was an obvious one on my side of the room. He suddenly noticed and ran over laughing, so when he grabbed for my shirt I reached in and handed it to him.
So far, so good.
After a few more minutes of searching in vain for those last couple of eggs, he quite casually walked up to my mom, grabbed her right breast, then matter-of-factly moved on to check nearby cushions!
Yes, that�s right, my 8 year old nephew groped his own grandmother!
Well, we all fell about laughing so hard that there was no thought of harshly disciplining the poor, confused kid. We explained that grabbing a woman there was a bad idea, something he should never, ever do again, but there was no scolding, because he really, truly didn�t seem to understand what he had done.
Damn, what made it so funny was how casually, nonchalantly he groped her! I mean, he pulled out a chair, peeked under a table, grabbed his grandmother�s breast, and checked behind the sofa cushion, all with such serious determination that we all just gaped at first. My mom�s jaw dropped with this look of utter shock, as if to say, that didn�t just happen, did it?
It was quite simply one of the funniest things I have ever witnessed!
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