It Takes A Special Kind of Imbecile to Suck At "Delivery Boy"
Carlos and I just ordered breakfast from the diner we usually order from on weekends.
The delivery guy buzzed our apartment and we let him in.
And we waited for him to come to our door.
And waited.
And waited.
A-HA-HAND WAITED.
He finally got here, huffing and puffing. Carlos asked him what happened.
He didn't realize that apartment 403 would be on the fourth floor. He went to every other floor looking for apartment 403 before he got here.
My question, and I think it's a fair one, is, what floor did he think apartment 403 would be on?
Carlos's question, also a fair one, is, once he realized that all the apartments first floor began with the number 1, and all the apartments on the second floor began with the number 2, wouldn't it then stand to reason that 403 would be on the fourth floor?
The delivery guy buzzed our apartment and we let him in.
And we waited for him to come to our door.
And waited.
And waited.
A-HA-HAND WAITED.
He finally got here, huffing and puffing. Carlos asked him what happened.
He didn't realize that apartment 403 would be on the fourth floor. He went to every other floor looking for apartment 403 before he got here.
My question, and I think it's a fair one, is, what floor did he think apartment 403 would be on?
Carlos's question, also a fair one, is, once he realized that all the apartments first floor began with the number 1, and all the apartments on the second floor began with the number 2, wouldn't it then stand to reason that 403 would be on the fourth floor?