Bob is my 80 year old grandfather, but I call him Bob instead of grandfather. Always have. I moved from my parent's house in January 2010 to Bob's house. Bob is eccentric, even as far as old men go. I always appreciated it, but I was never quite exposed to it this much. Now, I want everyone to know about my experiences. You may laugh, but I shake my head. All of these short stories are true. They are not fabricated or exaggerated. They are Bob at his finest. If 'finest' is the right word
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Rude Boy III
Before I leave for the gym, I go downstairs to get breakfast. A repairman is working on the washing machine in the kitchen. Bob's phone goes off blaring Rihanna's "Rude Boy". A bewildered repairman asks, "Is that yours?" "Nope, my grandfather is a big fan. He has had that ringtone for several months now."
