My son's nickname is Jordy. His Grandpa is friends with a guy who owns a liquor/candy/convenience store that is called "Jordys", as his name is Jordan also. When Jordan was five his Grandpa would take him there most days to get some candy and visit with his friend. Jordy was impressed that the sign outside of the store read "Jordys". One day Grandpa and the owner told Jordy that when he grew up and was a man he could have the store, since it was already named after him. Jordy talked about it for a couple of weeks and then we all assumed that he had forgotten about the store. At Jordan's kindergarten graduation at his Christian school, they asked all the kids what they wanted to be when they grew up. My little man, with his baby blue sweater and blond hair stepped up to the podium and said "When I grow up I am going to sell cigarettes and booze to people, my Grandpa already gave me the store." Most of the audience started to laugh; the rest just gave us strange looks.




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