What Kind of Mind Would Paint a Cabbage? - *Note: The events that follow occurred in June 2007, and I wrote about them later that year. This is the first time I’ve publicly shared this story. For...
2 years ago
I told my mother that everyone hates me. She said I was being ridiculous - everyone hasn't met me yet.
"One thing about modern technology that's a little frustrating is that when you think of a really **cool** password for one of your accounts -- you can't tell anybody!!!"--GG
Great punch line.ReplyDelete
If I had nothing going on when they came to the door, I actually used to invite them, spend a few minutes listening, then take a booklet from them. Made their day.
I haven't the patience for that. I try to be nice, even though I consider it an intrusion.Delete
True story: The Second Mrs. Pennington used to invite 'em in just to mess with 'em. She had the benefit (?) of 12 years of Catholic school, followed by college at a Jesuit institution of some note in the Mid-West, so she knew her theology. I'd just roll my eyes and leave the room...ReplyDelete
I was tempted, once, to invite them in, ask them to sit down, and then leave them alone.Delete