I had just dropped my son off at daycare. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you’d say. Ah, there’s an interesting story behind that nickel…
And i was 9
And I was 14.
I was at work. Get off my lawn.
I had just dropped my son off at daycare. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Give me five bees for a quarter, you’d say. Ah, there’s an interesting story behind that nickel…
You’re already aging yourself with the Simpsons reference!
I thought having dropped my son off at daycare sufficiently aged me. That part was true.
I wasn’t AT work, but I would have been if the attack was 4 hours later.
They called off my work that day.