Des and I met LeAnn for lunch today and had a blast gossiping and reminiscing about our days at HP, when LeAnn had pink hair and wore leopard-print everything. It's been years and years since we were last together, but we just picked up where we left off. When it came time to pay, Des grabbed the check, launched her iPhone calculator and announced that we each owed $22. A few minutes later, I noticed Des had pile of money in her hands and a perplexed look on her face.
Des: I have too much money here!
Me: Really? I put in $22 and LeAnn put in $25...
Des: I put in $60.
Me: laughing and snorting iced tea out my nose
Des: I told you I'm not good at math!
Note to all Des' friends: she is no longer allowed to spend her cash without a chaperone.
