Text encountered on the job, #6

I have much to ramble about--a great book, among them, and, um, reactions to a pretty epic historical moment--but that's going to have to wait until I have more time. What can't wait, however, is the presentation of today's abundant crop of manuscript nuggets.

 They are elderly women, and so I imagine that when they were young, they didn’t have telephones.

Hans took my book. “[Short WOL],” I said. “[Short WOL],” he answered. When I told my sister about it, she said, “[Short WOL].”*

“I can’t believe you’re wearing that!” Mom shrieked.
“What? I’m comfortable!” Dad replied.
“I will not be seen with you in those zebra-print pants!”

“My sister sat on my sandwich on the bus,” Justin explained. His face was the color of the strawberry jelly in his lunch.
“Why did she do that?”
“Because I sat on her sandwich first,” he said, and sighed.

*[WOL] = write-on line, in student-text manuscript