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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Ish who wrote (11928)	8/14/1998 6:45:00 PM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

CW and I had our daily battle about who is smarter after school. We have at least one of these competitions every day. We had to take his car in to have the brakes fixed so he had to run errands with me after we dropped it off at Midas. I had several overdue books and an overdue Blockbuster movie. We never return anything on time--I hope no one ever keeps track of what we spend in late fees. First we went to the library. CW does everything really fast; he grabbed the books and, even though I was going in anyway to see if they had an author I had just heard about (Mary Cantrell--and Diane, they had the third one but not the first two) he ran to the outdoor book return and pushed them in. After I checked out my book, we went to the video store and I told him to return the movie, He said, "I already did." He had returned the rental movie to the library with the books. I rolled my eyes and said why would I have a movie from the library. We never get movies from the library; he said, people get movies from the library all the time, as he ought to know because he had worked there all one summer--I said that was in seventh grade for God's sake, and we never got a movie from the library the whole summer...and turned around to drive the damn 15 min back to the library, arguing with each other the whole time. Because CW had been without food for over an hour and was threatening to expire any moment, we had to stop on the way at a Taco Bell so he could get a little snack of a Gordita Supreme, a Burrito Supreme, and a MexiMelt to hold him, which he ate as we argued. At the library, I said, "Go in and get the movie." "Why do I have to do it? It was Ammo's movie." "Because you're the one who was dumb enough to confuse it with a library book." "Yeah, but you should have told me. How was I supposed to know?" "Because it was Universal Soldier. They don't have Van Damme movies at the library." Finally he runs in. Bored, I listen to Dr Laura and start cleaning up my car. I collect the Taco Bell wrappers and all the other trash and take it to the big trash can in front of the building. CW emerges with the movie. We get in the car. "Where's my Gordita??" he says, searching under the seat. "I threw the trash away." "That wasn't trash!I still had a perfectly good Gordita!" You would think it was manna from God. "Well, it's gone," I said. "We'll eat in a couple of hours." "I want it now! How could you do that!" "Go get it out of the trash can, then-it's in the bag." A crafty look comes over his face. "YOU threw it out, I think YOU should go get it." "It's your Gordita," I protest. "It was Ammo's movie." "Yeah, but if you hadn't turned the movie in wrong, I wouldn't have cleaned the car and thrown away your Gordita." We glare at each other. "So how bad do you want it?" I call his bluff. He slams out of the car and goes to the can. As he paws through the trash, a mother and daughter come out of the library and stare at him. He pulls out the Taco Bell bag triumphantly. They give him a wide berth. I'm sure they're wondering why a yuppie kid in khaki shorts, a Hilfiger shirt and new Nikes is taking food from a trash can. The weird thing is that damn Gordita is sitting on the kitchen counter right now; he never did eat it. He won't let Ammo eat it. it's just sitting there. I guess the battle isn't over.