(This picture has nothing to do with this post, I just wanted you to see the snowfall outside my apartment. It looks very Narnia-esque doesn't it?)
Today at work a customer was transferred down to me who wanted to pay a bill by credit card.
I answered the phone like I normally do:
"Hi. This is Natasha."
"Natasha? Where did you get a name like that? Are your parents communists?"
"No, as a matter of fact, they are not (and while you're at it, why don't you give me a paper cut and pour lemon juice on it). How can I help you?"
I was talking to my mom and she suggested that I should have told him I was a Christmas baby. That would have caught him off guard.
Anyway, with tact like that I'm sure he gets lots of repeat customers to his car dealership. I'm just sure of it.*
*(That was sarcasm, in case you didn't get it...)
In other news, I had a great weekend. I saw Elder Bednar twice- once at a YSA fireside on Saturday night and then on Sunday we had a special Stake Conference where he spoke. It was wonderful.