Flying W Things

I was out of town last weekend. We got home late Monday.

On Tuesday morning I checked my answering machine, which had several messages.

One of the messages went something like this:

"Hey Brad, I've got an extra U2 ticket for Tuesday night. Do you want to go?"

My pulse quickened.

Then a couple messages later there was one that went something like this:

"Hmmpfh. If you can't be troubled to call me back then I'm taking my wife."

Sigh. You should check your messages when you're out of town.