Sharon's birthday!
Jim hopped out of bed, his eyes wide as he realized he hadn't gotten her a present yet. He jumped into and out of the shower, brushed his teeth, and ran a worn-out comb through his hair, and then
Sharon's birthday!
Jim hopped out of bed, his eyes wide as he realized he hadn't gotten her a present yet. He jumped into and out of the shower, brushed his teeth, and ran a worn-out comb through his hair, and then
Jim picked up his phone and dialed Shanon's number. He waited for the phone to be picked up twelve rings. No answer. Odd. She is always home, especially for her own birthday. Maybe something happened to her...
Once again, Jim dialed the number, and once again there was no answer. Then he realized: he was dialing Shannon's number, not Sharon's! He must still be a bit fuzzy headed from his dream. He had accidentally read the wrong entry from his little black book! Jim kicked himself mentally, and:
Jim slammed the phone back onto the hook and took a second to cool off. He dialed Sharon's number. ... And still no answer.
Jim decides to ...