Sunday, February 11, 2007


Apparently, my brother and his colleagues bet on everything. Football, baseball, dating prospects, basketball, each other, people they don't even know...EVERYTHING. Their new bet: me. More specifically, they'll be betting on at which age I'll get hitched.

I'm a ham for attention (a byproduct of being the youngest, I'm convinced), so I don't really mind. Plus, I can appreciate the comedy of the situation.

Unfortunately, I'm not allowed to know the odds against me though because knowing might impact the decisions I end up making. So, to anyone who works with my brother and might be in on this bet, I wouldn't mind some 4-1-1. Wink.

1 comment:

shirley said...

Hmm, do you get a cut of the winnings?