My popularity is without end, apparently. My comrade-in-arms Tim, husband of Jenny, last year’s Illustrious CostarTM, sent me an email the other day to alert me to my presence in the phonebook.
Of course I’m in the phone book, I replied. Most folks are listed in the whitepages, with the exception of people like my parents, who wish to remain unlisted and below the radar so the government doesn’t find out about their basement meth lab.
Did I say meth lab? I meant free puppy counseling center. That’s it.
Tim says, no dude, you need to check out page 8. So I checked out page 8. Here it is, in all its glory, along with page 9:
(You can click it and see it even bigger!)
It may be a little hard to tell, so here’s the detail:
(Again, click it for the SUPER closeup.)
Yesh, that’s me and Jenny. In the Verizon phonebook for New Castle County, Delaware.
Big ups to the Brandywiners for being brave enough to use a picture of my scary self as an advertisement. Whoof. (My face makes baby Jesus cry.)
I’m pretty sure it’s in there for HER face, not yours…
WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
Y’all did “Beauty and the Beast” and I missed it? Darn!
Actually, we re-listed the phone number; I wanted to make sure we weren’t missing all those customer calls at 3am. I even set up our phone message so it starts with “Yo! What up?”
nice jean shirt.