I’m supposed to blog everyday, except I missed Monday. I’m back today to try again.
A while back, I was working in Maryland. An engineer moved from Atlanta to work with us.
After the first week so, a technician in her 70s, Maybelle gave him some note worthy advice.
With a big grin on her face, Maybelle said, “I know what you need?”
To which Willie replied with an equally big grin, “What?”
She said, “Rubbers.”
Willie’s smile waned. “What?”
“You’re going to need rubbers and good strong ones.”
Maybelle continued to grin.
Willie’s smile was replaced by confusion. He began rocking from one foot to another. He looked at me.
How long should I let the show continue?
I shrugged, asking, “Do you two need some alone time?”
“No!” Willie snapped. “Look,” he stammered at Maybelle, “… you’re a nice person … I mean it’s not that I don’t like you … you’re very interesting …”
Maybelle continued grinning. She had no clue.
“Galoshes, it rains a lot, there’s swamps and things get boggy.” I had to rescue him. He was going to upset Maybelle and she was 76 after all.
So, if you’re in a really wet climate, look for those really strong rubbers.
She was probably polishing her line to use it in the bar.
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At first, I thought Maybelle was British. But nobody needs erasers that bad.
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Had to tweet that one….
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I can top this. My Mom used to call boots rubbers too. As I was going out on a date one night, she called out to me “Don’t forget to wear your rubbers!” My cousin said she could see my date’s shoulders straighten up and his gait pick up as he begin to think what might be a pretty great night ahead! Needless to say, he was sadly disappointed!
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Yikes
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I had a grandmother like that. What fun!
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Ha ha. Poor Willie. I l.i.k.e. Maybelle. No way is she that innocent. 🙂
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This was quite a while back and Ms. Maybelle had never gone further than 30 miles from her home, which included where she was born. The military base was within that 30 miles too. There was no cable TV until the 90s. I hope she didn’t know. Thanks. Great hearing from you.
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In that case, I still like her innocence. 🙂
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You are my favorite-est follower.
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🙂 What is better than favorite-est anything? Thank you.
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I blame climate change
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Or someone was experimenter with her coffee, not that I would know anything about that.
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I liked this post. In British English f course she’d have been talking about erasers! Avoid making written mistakes!
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Yeap, cultural difference sometimes get us. Thanks.
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I can just picture the look on Willie’s face! This reminds me of a story I heard about an older woman who worked at a McDonalds. A real dear but she had a habit of shortening up her questions and missing out important connecting words. It sometimes proved to be more than a bit funny. On the day in question, noticing that one of the younger guys was struggling with the cash register, she leaned over and, in a stage whisper everyone within ten feet of the counter could hear, she asked, “Are you hung, sweetie?” (missing word – up – are you hung-up) The poor guy turned several shades of red and gaped at her – totally at a loss for words while co-workers practically rolled on the floor laughing. The older woman, not at all aware of how her remark was being taken, went on, “I can’t really help you out with the brute. Never had much use for the things. Just ask one of the girls to give you a hand. I’m sure it will all work out.”
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Hysterical
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always be prepared, for rain or…anything…
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Funny! 🙂 had to re-read solely because to me a rubber is an eraser. I would have been the Maybelle of the story telling some poor person they need rubbers!
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unlike Willie I sort of knew what was coming but it was fun anyway 🙂
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Hi John,
Poor guy. I remember his face, half confused, half terrified.
Dee
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