Anyone want to know the story of how I live in Chicago, or anywhere for that matter?
Sunday, August 13th, 2006
mariofcalero asked:
I’ll tell you now. Leave fedback as an answer.
My Dad was a wrestler, and he got a wrestling scholarship To the University of Texas. So, he bought a ticket to the next flight to Houston. Turns out, there were 2 flights headed to Houston. One a direct flight fron Mxico City to Houston, the other, Mexico City, Houston, Chicago. He needed to take he dirct fight, but he got on the wrong plane. He understood NO English, (this was 15 years ago) and had no idea it was the layover plane. so, he flew all the way to Chicago. He called his mother because he saw the Sears Tower, and he knew something was wrong. Now, his mom had no money for the ticket back home, so he had to work for the money at a restaurant. One night, a manager of United at O’hare came to eat and gave him his business card. Someone told himwhat it was in Spanish, and took the job. At that job, he met my mother, who spoke Italian (sort of like Spanish). She told my dad they either marry or he goes to school. Guess the outcome.
It’s a happy ending, B. Thanks for asking.
Yes, justwannadance1493, they got married, and that is the only reason I am hear, because of my dad’ stupidity.
I’ll tell you now. Leave fedback as an answer.
My Dad was a wrestler, and he got a wrestling scholarship To the University of Texas. So, he bought a ticket to the next flight to Houston. Turns out, there were 2 flights headed to Houston. One a direct flight fron Mxico City to Houston, the other, Mexico City, Houston, Chicago. He needed to take he dirct fight, but he got on the wrong plane. He understood NO English, (this was 15 years ago) and had no idea it was the layover plane. so, he flew all the way to Chicago. He called his mother because he saw the Sears Tower, and he knew something was wrong. Now, his mom had no money for the ticket back home, so he had to work for the money at a restaurant. One night, a manager of United at O’hare came to eat and gave him his business card. Someone told himwhat it was in Spanish, and took the job. At that job, he met my mother, who spoke Italian (sort of like Spanish). She told my dad they either marry or he goes to school. Guess the outcome.
It’s a happy ending, B. Thanks for asking.
Yes, justwannadance1493, they got married, and that is the only reason I am hear, because of my dad’ stupidity.