15 April 2010
It's 0730 hours and I'm drowsily making my way home from work, listening to my local news/talk radio station-
"Ron White will be appearing at ******* Auditorium tomorrow night and we have two tickets to his show to give away. Be the fifth caller at *** **** and the tickets are yours!"
Oh what the heck... why not try?
I punch in the numbers and push "Send". Busy signal.
Punch "Send" again. Busy signal.
Third time... "You're the fifth caller!" I'm floored. "What did you say?"
"You're the fifth caller! What's your name?!!"
I LOVE Ron White.
I'm working tomorrow night.
The little devil on my shoulder is whispering in my ear, "You can call in sick!"
But one of our pilots is on vacation and that could leave our patients without the lifesaving helicopter they might need.
Sara Jean can find someone to go with her.
Ron, I'll catch ya later man.