Hold Please

Sushi

Hold please. :::whispers::: It’s my mom. Yes mom. I know. It’s not set in stone but I hope to get the emerald back from the jewelers by Thursday. I didn’t want a traditional diamond, I wanted my birthstone. I just hope they can fix it. It’s too pretty. Mom, I don’t really have time to talk about my zodiac sign and all the layers of being a Taurus. Mom, I have to go. I have a call coming in.

I hope it’s the call center about my ring. Hello? Yes, I am on the redeye flight to Spain. It is now leaving at midnight? I am going to miss running with the bulls. I guess this is not a tragedy. Thanks for the call. I have to go, another call coming through.

Hello? Were you able to fix the ring? What do you mean the technician didn’t have the right compact tools, what kind of tools are you using on a ring. Oh, jewelry tools. When do you think it will be ready? Ok. I have another call coming through, thank you.

Hey honey. I am about to hop in a taxi. Do you want sushi tonight? I suppose sushi would be better in Japan, but we aren’t in Japan right now. Do you want to hire a car or take the train to the airport? I know we have time to figure out the transportation, it’s called conversation. If I had more support from you, I wouldn’t be so controlling. I’m only trying to help. We are getting sidetracked, all I need to know is if you want me to pick up sushi for dinner?

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