Monkey Maintenance

Walking home from work the other day, on the phone with A, I got a strange look from the man in front of me.  I finished up the phone call with the usual lovey-dovey goodbye and looked up to find the guy still looking at me.

I realized that he probably thought I’d been expressing my undying love for him, so I held up my phone and said, “not you.”

He smiled, held up his phone, and said, “We’re on the same program.”