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that's right, snap to attention and show some respect

Published 4.10.06 by Porkchop | E-mail this post

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we have a young customer who hasn't paid for her car in full, yet. i call her cell phone, a wee bit early for a young adult. 9am. oh the horror.

instead of the softspoken female voice i am expecting, i hear a sleep choked but hostile "hello?" from a young male. you can tell he's teetering on launching into a tirade against me.

i crisply ask for the customer, using her full name.

"she's in ths shower."

"far more information than i needed to know, young man." i repeat my name and title and ask him to have her call me.

his voice sounds worried and alert "yes, ma'am."

yes, ma'am. that amuses me to no end.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

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I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.


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