My wife and daughter are out shipping today. Multiple stops along the way. I have the afternoon to myself. Bills to pay, need to straighten up the porch (now that the tree is out for recycling), and prepare dinner. If I get time to finish reading the paper and do some writing, all will be good.
Late in the afternoon, the phone rings.
Hey, Dad. Remember those pants I wouldn't buy for $50. Guess what I paid for them today?
Well, this wouldn't be so important if you paid $50 or more so I guess something like $15.
No, try lower!
Yea, how about $6.62!
Oh well, guess I lost that one.
You can find the first part of this story here.