Last night Bree and I ordered pizza. (hey, Tim can call Logan Lo...) The place we ordered from delivers for free, so I gave the guy on the phone my name and credit card number. And I thought I spelled my last name for him. But when he got to our house, and gave me my receipt to sign, right there under the signature line it said "Dan Flasher". Yep. I wasn't surprised by the "Dan", b/c people think I say Dan on the phone pretty often, but I've never gotten "Flasher". I was quite pleased.
I started to sign my name on the line, but Brian, who thought it was pretty funny, said he knew from experience at Homestead that you're supposed to sign the name that's printed, then sign your own under it. So I signed it Dan Flasher, and I felt authentically cool. And then I went back to "Ben Rauscher". sighhh....
7 comments:
Did you really sign it DAN FLASHER????
That is toooo funny.
Uh, Bree?
From The Horse and His Boy, right?
yep. But I don't really call him that to his face.
yeah, I signed it with that name -that's what Brian said you're supposed to do...
it was pretty funny
I don't know about the Dan Flasher thing.....I keep having this strange thought of Ben at a psychiatrist's office someday, and the shrink saying,
"So tell me again Ben, or are we Dan today? When did all this begin? Something to do with pizza?"
(Okay, in the highly competitive world of the blog, I just realized that this comment, originally posted on "I Got The Music In Me," should actually have been posted here. Hence, it is reproduced for this post, since some people do seem to keep a count of these things. However, in the interest of historical integrity, I have left it on the other post as well. Sigh -- sibling rivalry lives on.)
So last night in bed I was catching Dad up on the blog a little (he never gets a chance to go on it), and I told him the Dan Flasher story. He laughed out loud. (And you know Dad, when he laughs out loud, he laughs out loud. Maybe you guys heard him. Around 12:30?)
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