Monday, April 03, 2006
Miscommunications . . .
It brought to mind another miscommunication John and I had when we were dating. I don't remember where we were going, but we got in the car, and I reached over and hit the automatic door locks. "I locked us in," I said. John gave me the strangest look while his eyebrows shot straight up. "Really." was all he said. I frowned, puzzled, and said slowly, "Yes. I locked us in for safety." John laughed until he had tears. "I thought you told me, 'I like to sin.'"