Topic: Bubba
Bubba is a piece of work. I often wonder what he's thinking, and sometimes I feel blessed that I do NOT know what is going on inside his head. He's often quiet, but does have moments of pure entertainment. Wednesday night was one of those moments that I have been unable to shake.
For Christmas, he "wrangled" me up an iPod shuffle. I like how small it is and I have no need for a screen so I am very content. Lately, my iPod has been acting up. Bubba decided that it was time to figure out what was causing it. He then called up Apple. They explained to him that they would promptly send out a replacement and we, in turn, were to send our malfunctioned iPod back to them. THE NEXT DAY. . .my iPod was at the door. Pretty freaking quick if you ask me.
The iPod came DHL. I'm not real sure how their packaging works, but Apple put the return sticker on the outside so when I pulled off the flap, it ripped the return label to shreds. Not just in half. . .in LAYERS people. So, Wednesday evening Bubba called up the people at the super-speedy-delivery-of-iPods-Apple and explained the situation. The man on the other end of the phone asked for the serial number (they always do!) and I read it off to Bubba:
Me ~ 6. . .A
Bubba ~ 6. . .Apple
Me ~ R. . .T. . .2
Bubba ~ Ralph. . .Tom. . .2
Me ~ 4. . .Y
Bubba ~ 4. . .*pause*. . . Yolanda
At which point I stopped dead in my tracks and laughed with some major oomph. YOLANDA?!?!? WHO SAYS YOLANDA FOR THE LETTER 'Y'?!?!? I'm thinking yellow or yo-yo. But YOLANDA?!?! The man on the other end of the phone said (according to Bubba), "Ummm. . .okay." This is something that I've laughed about ever since.
Ha. . .Yolanda.
