I really don't know if I can answer your question

I wish I had kept a running list of some of the questions I was asked this week. On a regular basis, I tend to be the person people come to in order to get answers to their questions. I'm hoping it's because I'm knowledgeable rather than a smart aleck or a know it all.

This week, so of the questions were more on the quirky side and were from people outside of my usual circle of inquisitors.

One night, I answered my phone at home with a simple "hello". The question that followed was, "is this the dollar store?"

"Uh, no, it's not." I'm pretty sure if my house indeed was the dollar store, I would have answered, "Dollar Store."

OK, that story right there is probably just funnier if I told you out loud.

My favorite question went something like this:

"My name is Mary Doe at Holy Memorial Church and we collected socks at our VBS last month. Where should I send the socks that were collected?"

Actually, I didn't answer that question. I forwarded it on to a client that my best guess is that was intended for. The only thing that I can figure out is that my name was posted on a blog in relationship to Operation Kid-to-Kid and instead of making the blankets that were this year's service project, they collected socks.

I really have no clue where this woman needs to send her socks.

If I could have remembered the other questions that I was asked, I guess it would make this post more interesting. But, it's Saturday night, and I'm sort of brain dead. Hmm.