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Is Charlie Brown and the gang going to be there?


Its Friday and once again I am left with the coworker who loves to tell stories.

Today however it just one story. OVER AND OVER AGAIN! If she gets interrupted during the course of the story she has to start over from the begining.

"We had made plans to go the the pumpkin patch on saturday but I am changing it to sunday because there is less chance of rain on sunday. It's already cold and I do not want the kid to get sick. Plus it will be all muddy."

The phone starts ringing and after twenty minutes of answering the phone and making appointment there is a break and she starts the story from the begining. So reread the begining part of the story. This is the next part of the story.

"My son does not want to go on sunday he is mad at me because we changed the plans. He said for three months we had the plan for saturday and now it time to go and you want to change the plans. Lets just go on saturday because it may not rain. I said there is a 60%change of rain on saturday and only a 3% chance of rain on sunday. He said just bundle every one up and go on saturday because if it rains on saturday its still going to be muddy on sunday. Then I think is there a ballgame on sunday?"

The phone rings they need coverage for lunch upstairs. So away I go! While I am there I am hoping she tells the story to someone else. Lunch over back downstair to my person prison. When I get back we just have general conversation about the different quotes of the week and new possibilites. Then she remember she did not finish telling the story. She she begins at the beginning again laughing as she tells it. This is the continuation:

Yes there is a game on sunday. I told him it would not kill him to miss a game all he has to do is record it. blah blah blah (I totally tune out this part. I don't know what she was saying and I was looking at her while she was saying it.) So we are going to the pumpkin patch on sunday from 12:00 to 4:45 he will still be able to watch the second half of the game. ( Then she talks about the rides and games sounds like a pumpkin festival.)

My only question was " Is charlie brown and the gang going to be there?" She just looked at me.

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