Laura and I recently enjoyed a lovely dinner out with our good friends Doug and Deb.
“I thought maybe you’d bring Alex along,” mentioned Laura.
Alex is their teenage son.
“Well, he was engrossed in his video game and decided he’d rather just order a pizza. So he went online and picked out what he wanted to have delivered,” responded Deb.
“And you’ll get a kick out of this,” she continued. “After placing his order he came upstairs and told me not to answer the door right away when the delivery guy showed up.”
“Naturally I asked why. To which Alex responded, ‘there’s a space online where it says Special Instructions, well, I told the guy to knock seven times and ring the doorbell twice in order to get us to answer.'”