Yesterday evening, I arrived at my front door, which bore the message “NOBODY LIVES HERE”. That confused me for a second. I checked the number on the door. It said “148″ and I pondered that for awhile. Yeah, I was pretty sure someone lived there, and that someone was me.
Upon closer examination, I found some tiny writing underneath the message that stated, “…by that name.” And it was written on the back of a UPS packing slip. So Bill probably posted it there regarding a misdirected package. Move along, nothing to see here, folks.
But it was nice to have a chance to question my own existence before continuing my daily activities.
Anonymous says:
KEWL
August 5, 2005, 1:59 pmALEXIS
The Stubblefields says:
i had a similar experience. When I got to work the other day security wouldn’t let me in. They said my badge said I was terminated. Talk about getting freaked out. I thought maybe I was in the movie the NET or something. I said, “Well can you call my manager and let her know that?” Turns out I’m not fired and I do exist but makes you think about your existence for a split second.
August 5, 2005, 2:04 pmAnonymous says:
You’re blowing my fucking mind mahhhhnnnn!
August 5, 2005, 6:34 pmmidwest_hick says:
At least ya know you actually exist.
August 6, 2005, 9:41 am