So I guess this story actually starts yesterday. For a civics project we drew lives that we have to budget for, and I'm single with no kids. That's good because I don't have to pay for them, bad because I can't name them. All I had on my sheet was N/A in a bunch of places. No one would let me name their kids so I decided to name my non-existent husband and kids. I showed my friend one of my kids names and she said: "Claude Bukowski? You're kid is getting beaten up on the playground."
Today in dance class everyone got trophies. Mine was already at home because I got it on Monday. While we were changing our shoes one girl was talking about what she named hers. I said "Mine's name is Claude." one of the girls who's also in my monday class goes "CLAUDE?!?!?!" A girl who was going into the next class (she can't have been older than 7) makes the funniest face I have ever seen (I should've taken a picture) I told her it wasn't that bad. But the girl I was talking to says "Your trophy's a girl." I said "No it's not." She tried to explain to me that it had long hair. I simply said "That's why I'm naming it Claude" she went on to say it was dancing, that didn't change my mind. She ended up just shaking her head saying "You have a very eccentric, strange trophy." as I walked 0ut I couldn't help say "And he says he's from England."
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Lol that last sentence was made of win! I told my step-mom who is pregnant that because she's having a girl she totes should name her Sheila (as opposed to Claude, which I would have asked for had it been a boy). 8-)
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