dinner dilemma

so we had this presidency dinner for our lovely

sorority tonight. i've been trying to get a hold of

our advisor for two days now to see if things were

good and she was ready, or if she needed any help.

finally, at 5:45pm today she answered the phone.

here's how our conversation went.

sister younker: "hello sara ence!"

sara: "hi, how are you?"

sy: "good, how about yourself?"

s: "great, i've been trying to get a hold of you

all day now!"

sy: "oh, sorry my phone was dead and i didn't have

a place to charge it."

s: "oh, that's ok. just wanted to make sure you were

all set for tonight?!"

sy: (abnormally long pause...) "what's tonight?"

s: (small freak out and stomach drop, then spoken

with hesitancy...) "the presidency dinner?"

sy: (gasp) "oh, is that tonight?!"

s: (almost starts crying. more long pauses) "umm..."

sy: "oh i'm kidding. i'm pulling your leg. things are

going well, just trying to finish up last minute things.

hopefully we'll be ready when you get here!"

and it's not even april fools day. not cool, sister younker,

not cool. about gave the dear president a heart attack. sigh.