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Cat Forum / Cat Anecdotes / October 2007Hey Bobblespin
I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you when you buy something they think you shouldn't be interested in. Last week, my son took me to a "music?" store to buy the new Queen Latifha CD. She kept talking to my son. Finally I cleared my throat asn said "young lady I also want the Danna Owens Cd that was released a few months ago." She said she had no idea about that one. To which I had to HAD TO inform her that it was a Queen Latifha CD with Danna Owens being tha ladies real name. The end of it was she kept talking to my son until he said "hey girl, my mom is 63 and she wants what she wants if you don't stop talking to me, you will miss a sale altogether." (He knows my boiling point and, I was way past simmer) > I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you when > you buy something they think you shouldn't be interested in. Last [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > if you don't stop talking to me, you will miss a sale altogether." > (He knows my boiling point and, I was way past simmer) When I'm with hubby, it's fun watching their faces. Of course, the video game store employees make a beeline for him to see if they can help. When he says I'm the one shopping, they don't quite seem to know what to do :=) Bobble Finally I cleared my throat asn said "young lady I also >want the Danna Owens Cd that was released a few months ago." She said she >had no idea about that one. To which I had to HAD TO inform her that it was >a Queen Latifha CD with Danna Owens being tha ladies real name. I was queuing in a record store once to ask about something and the person in front of me asked where the Charlie Pride records would be "Uh..." said the apprentice moron on the desk "Don't know about him- what's he like?" "He's black" was the reply Instant enlightenment: "In that case, soul is over on the left" Even I know Charlie Pride is a country and western singer! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs ok I can't resist: I once saw him interviewed, until the first concert the record company had never put his picture on anything... at the first concert it was time to go on stage... outrageous cheering and clapping for him to get started... then he walked out on stage, he said there was a few moments of stunned silence then very polite clapping, but after he finished the first song it was back to huge cheering... and for my salesperson story: DH and I rarely buy CDs, but we were after a particular one so into best buy we go, they have a huge selection at decent prices... about the only two good things I can say about them... we got what we wanted and went to the counter... we had quite a stack.. DH sets the beetles up there, then the Harry Chapin collector set, then the Jim crochi... then I hand the clerk a George Jones and a George and Tammy... then I hand him an eim eim... the clerk stares for a moment.. and says to DH Sir this is a rap cd, dh say yes... do you know about rap sir... yes and dh smiles and says he is quite good have you been to one of his concert's, the clerk drools a bit and says wistfully no but I would like to, DH says you need to go we went last month, very worth the money, Clerk almost crapped himself, but he didn't comment when DH handed him the last cd which I think was kid rock, sorry that got so long, Lee > Finally I cleared my throat asn said "young lady I also > >want the Danna Owens Cd that was released a few months ago." She said she [quoted text clipped - 20 lines] > Message posted via CatKB.com > http://www.catkb.com/Uwe/Forums.aspx/cat-anecdotes/200710/1 That was histerical when it happened and even funnier to read!! My friend who is 71 bought a kid rock CD for a grandson. The snippet behind the counter says, "Oh you are buying this for a Gradnchild?" My friend struck a pose and said "No dearie, it is the only one of the Kid Rock CD's I don't have." The little snippit actually choked and someone else had to finish the sale. > ok I can't resist: > [quoted text clipped - 60 lines] >> Message posted via CatKB.com >> http://www.catkb.com/Uwe/Forums.aspx/cat-anecdotes/200710/1 > ok I can't resist: > [quoted text clipped - 21 lines] > money, Clerk almost crapped himself, but he didn't comment when DH handed > him the last cd which I think was kid rock, The funny thing with Kid Rock is that he has covered all those bases in the course of his career. They are all just marketing categories anyway. I really loved his duet with Cheryl Crow. And that was a country song. Cheryl Crow, sigh. Will in New Haven -- > sorry that got so long, > [quoted text clipped - 30 lines] > > - Show quoted text - I liked her until I found she had posed naked, I don't want to get into a porn discussion but why anyone with talent would do this is just beyond me, also listen to the same song he did with the other woman, even better, my favorite of his is called nobody knows, I think, Lee > > ok I can't resist: > > [quoted text clipped - 65 lines] > > > > - Show quoted text - > I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you when you > buy something they think you shouldn't be interested in. Last week, my son [quoted text clipped - 6 lines] > she wants what she wants if you don't stop talking to me, you will miss a > sale altogether." (He knows my boiling point and, I was way past simmer) Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT WOMAN. I might as well be invisible. I have actually had male salesmen turn their backs on me rather than ask me if I needed help. Grrrr. Jane - owned and operated by the Princess Rita Been there, done that. Add being nearly blind to that and suddenly murder does not seem like a bad idea. My husband and I about three years before ne died went to buy a new puter. He was in a wheelchair (which as he said made him stupid from the start, actually he was about PC's) and then there was me. I told the young man precisley what I wanted and what I wanted on it. After 30 minute of him telling me what he wanted me to have, hy husband pulled me down on his lap and began to wheel us both out the door. Well, the kid almost ran after us but no deal, "At least at Wal Mart they Listen to what you want" were our parting words. >> I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you when >> you [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > Jane > - owned and operated by the Princess Rita >Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT >WOMAN. I know exactly what you're saying- I had a spotty oik barely old enough to change try and convince me that the mouse I brought didn't work because "Your MS DOS obviously has a fault in the Bat-exe file or possibly the Del-Exe files" Sheesh! Talk about trying to blind me with jargon! I did get the mouse replaced in the end but the best bit was after dealing with me, the assistant turned to the next customer who had been watching all this whilst holding a state of the art portable DVD (and this being a time when DVD was just out and the portable's were expensive kit indeed) and said "Do you want to buy that, sir?" And the guy's reply was: "Yes I do want to buy this but after seeing your idea of after sales service and your general rudeness over a mouse I want to buy it somewhere else"" And he put it on the counter and walked out.... Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs >> Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT >> WOMAN. [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > work because "Your MS DOS obviously has a fault in the Bat-exe file > or possibly the Del-Exe files" MS-DOS?! I'm surprised anyone that young even knows what a DOS prompt is!! Not to mention autoexec.bat! He must have been taking computer classes. LOL > I did get the mouse replaced in the end but the best bit was after > dealing with me, the assistant turned to the next customer who had [quoted text clipped - 10 lines] > Lesley > Slave of the Fabulous Furballs Good for him! Further, I'd say you should both have had a word with the store manager. People like this don't belong in customer service jobs. Jill >>> Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT >>> WOMAN. [quoted text clipped - 7 lines] > Not to mention autoexec.bat! He must have been taking computer classes. > LOL Well, speaking as someone who has been in the programming business since 1986, and had computers as a hobby for years before that, if the salesman was taking computer classes, he wasn't paying very good attention. A MS-DOS system had program files with the exe, com, and bat extensions, but I am not aware of any standard program named bat.exe. In the same way, there was a Del keyword, used to delete files, but it wasn't generally a stand-alone program with an exe suffix. Instead, the Command.com program, which provided the DOS prompt, had DEL and a number of other commands as "internal commands", meaning that the Command.com program handled those commands directly instead of looking for an EXE file to run. When mice came with driver programs that had to be run in autoexec.bat, in order to enable the mouse, the relevant program was usually named mouse.exe, or something similar.  SignatureJohn F. Eldredge -- john@jfeldredge.com "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria WHEEEEEW and I thought I was good when I leatned at age 55 to do the email thing! I don't have a clue what he said but, it looked impressive!! >>>> Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT >>>> WOMAN. [quoted text clipped - 22 lines] > enable the mouse, the relevant program was usually named mouse.exe, or > something similar. > WHEEEEEW and I thought I was good when I leatned at age 55 to do the email > thing! I don't have a clue what he said but, it looked impressive!! <details clipped> Thanks for the compliment. It is a matter of specialized knowledge. Ask me how a computer program works, and I can give a fairly detailed description. Ask me how a car engine works, and what you get will be a whole lot less detailed, and probably out of date, given that my car was built in 1991. SignatureJohn F. Eldredge -- john@jfeldredge.com "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria DOS = disk operating system. Sheehs, I haven't had to explain this to anyone in 30 years! MS-DOS is the patented version (Microsoft). From knowing how to type commands a the C:> prompt led to point and click with a mouse. GUI (Graphical User Interface) and the desktop you know it as this day. Waaaay before that there was Unix. Character based software was run by Unix. The commands weren't nearly as user friendly as in DOS land, but DOS got its basics from Unix. Then Linux came along and made Unix more user friendly. But you still wouldn't know anything about DOS because people today who buy computers just buy what works. Nothing wrong with that. But he wasn't lying to you. He was just speaking Geek. Jill > WHEEEEEW and I thought I was good when I leatned at age 55 to do the > email thing! I don't have a clue what he said but, it looked [quoted text clipped - 31 lines] >> "Reserve your right to think, for even to think wrongly is better >> than not to think at all." -- Hypatia of Alexandria > DOS = disk operating system. Sheehs, I haven't had to explain this to > anyone in 30 years! MS-DOS is the patented version (Microsoft). [...] > Waaaay before that there was Unix. Character based software was run by > Unix. The commands weren't nearly as user friendly as in DOS land, but > DOS got its basics from Unix. Nope - the basics of DOS came from RT-11, an operating system for the DEC PDP-11 line of minicomputers.. Unix was developed later than RT-11 but before DOS - the developers of DOS could have based their system on Unix if they'd been a bit better educated but they didn't. I think RT-11 is still in use, in industrial process control and similar applications (and not to be confused with the product on sale at www.rt11.com). I have used it once or twice. It didn't appeal very much. Most of the features of RT-11 that DOS borrowed had already been ripped off by the developers of CP/M, an operating system for 8-bit Intel and Zilog chips. Unix predates that, too. ============== j-c ====== @ ====== purr . demon . co . uk ============== Jack Campin: 11 Third St, Newtongrange EH22 4PU, Scotland | tel 0131 660 4760 <http://www.purr.demon.co.uk/jack/> for CD-ROMs and free | fax 0870 0554 975 stuff: Scottish music, food intolerance, & Mac logic fonts | mob 07800 739 557 >Well, speaking as someone who has been in the programming business since >1986, and had computers as a hobby for years before that, if the salesman >was taking computer classes, he wasn't paying very good attention. A >MS-DOS system had program files with the exe, com, and bat extensions, but >I am not aware of any standard program named bat.exe. I didn't know the technical details but I did know those names were made up and he wasn't too amused when I pointed this out to him Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs >> Well, speaking as someone who has been in the programming business >> since 1986, and had computers as a hobby for years before that, if [quoted text clipped - 9 lines] > > Slave of the Fabulous Furballs Um... MS-DOS isn't "made up". Neither is an autoexec.bat file. Nor are many other .exe files. He shouldn't have been rude to you, but he wasn't wrong in using those terms. He didn't make them up. Don't know what it has to do with a faulty mouse but he didn't lie. Jill jmcquown kirjoitti: >>> Well, speaking as someone who has been in the programming business >>> since 1986, and had computers as a hobby for years before that, if [quoted text clipped - 15 lines] > > Jill I think Lesley is referring to the terms / file names "bat.exe" and "del.exe" as being made up, not MS-DOS. And he didn't mention autoexec.bat, at least Lesley didn't in her referral of the story. SignatureChristine in Laitila, Finland christal63 (at) gmail (dot) com photos: http://s208.photobucket.com/albums/bb108/christal63/ photos: http://community.webshots.com/user/chkr63 > I think Lesley is referring to the terms / file names "bat.exe" and > "del.exe" as being made up, not MS-DOS. And he didn't mention > autoexec.bat, at least Lesley didn't in her referral of the story. I know DOS is not made up but the file names made no sense to me- I don't know much DOS but I used to have to use it a little on the first EPOS system I ever worked with which predated Windows and I knew enough to know that he'd obviously heard some of the terms and was just jumbling them up to attempt to blind me with jargon! Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs excellent revenge, Lee > >Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT > >WOMAN. [quoted text clipped - 25 lines] > Message posted via CatKB.com > http://www.catkb.com/Uwe/Forums.aspx/cat-anecdotes/200710/1 > Try being a WOMAN in a computer store. Even better yet, a FAT > WOMAN. [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > Jane > - owned and operated by the Princess Rita It's not much better being an older (50-ish) fat man in a computer store. I also seem to turn invisible as soon as I pass through the doors of the computer shop. The children they hire as sales people seem shocked when I start talking intelligently about computers, and tend to be completely amazed when I demonstrate knowledge of something are totally ignorant of (like Linux). > I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you > when you buy something they think you shouldn't be interested in. (snippage, no offront intended Granby!) It's not just sales people and it's not just music. It's pretty much any really young (heh) person who works in customer service in some way. 20 some years ago I went on my lunch hour to a small bistro. By MYSELF! I was in my late 20's at the time. I don't think the hostess was so very much younger than me. But she was absolutely *shocked* I was eating lunch by myself. There was a couple in line behind me. She sort of looked at all of us and decided I was with them. "Three?" No, one. "One?!" Yes, one. She repeated, "One????" Yes, one. "You're not with them?" I was getting exasperated. ONE!!!! What's so difficult about the concept of a person eating lunch alone? I'm comfortable enough in my own skin I don't have to have a dining companion. I do, however, have to eat. She made such a production of it. I'll bet she was the type who couldn't go to the bathroom without taking a girlfriend with her. LOL Jill >ONE!!!! What's so difficult about the concept of a person eating lunch >alone? I'm comfortable enough in my own skin I don't have to have a dining >companion. I get this from time to time when I stop for a drink if I am out somewhere. Say I've been doing some shopping and I'm hot and bothered I like nothing more than stopping off for a cold beer maybe something to eat and I am perfectly happy to sit with a newspaper or if I have just been shopping the new book I got for example the new Pratchett. In fact, some evenings, (okay don't grass me up here people!) Dave thinks I am having a drink with work colleagues whereas I am sitting in the local reading the paper- I call this my "sanity break", no-one knows where I am(Was better before those damn leashes known as mobile phones were invented) and I am having an hours peace and quiet, especially at the moment because I have just left work and when I get in, I have to cook and do some housework so I treasure that time But why, oh why, do I get funny looks? Or worse still some low lifes assume a single woman in a bar is looking for sex!!!! I am sitting there, nose in a book or a newspaper, minding my own business and some moron will try to hit on me! It's why I tolerate the prices in my local, they all know me in there and no-one bothers me Lesley Slave of the Fabulous Furballs >> ONE!!!! What's so difficult about the concept of a person eating >> lunch alone? I'm comfortable enough in my own skin I don't have to [quoted text clipped - 12 lines] > especially at the moment because I have just left work and when I get > in, I have to cook and do some housework so I treasure that time I completely understand! I didn't have a husband waiting for me, but yes, some unwind time. Or after shopping, as you said. I'd have a book or flip through the paper, just to unwind a bit before going home. > But why, oh why, do I get funny looks? Or worse still some low lifes > assume a single woman in a bar is looking for sex!!!! I am sitting [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > Lesley > Slave of the Fabulous Furballs It was exactly the same way at my "local" <G>. A small neighborhood pub where all the regulars knew each other. I'd stop in after work to say "hi" to the folks I knew. Sometimes we'd sit and chat, other times I'd read sit at the end of the bar and read. On occasion someone not familiar with the pub would wander in. They'd spot me sitting alone, perhaps with my nose in a book or perhaps chatting with the bartender. And this person would assume I must be on a desperate hunt for a man - any man! Some men's egos are the size of entire continents. Fortunately, since I was friends with most of the people in the place, if the guy wasn't taking the hint (as in, no thanks don't buy me a drink and "I'm trying to read, here!") they'd make it clear to him I wasn't the bar floozy. Post haste! I have a very funny (obviously OT) story about a man who was at one time considered a "football star" (no, I'm not talking about OJ Simpson LOL) who came in one night. I may have posted it here years ago, but if you'd like I'll post it again. It goes to show the total arrogance of some men with huge egos. I'm pretty sure he wasn't a cat person. Or a dog person. In fact, I'm not sure he was even a person! LOL Jill > I have a very funny (obviously OT) story about a man who was at one > time considered a "football star" (no, I'm not talking about OJ > Simpson LOL) who came in one night. I may have posted it here years > ago, but if you'd like I'll post it again. snip Please do - for those like me who weren't on this group then. Bobble >> I have a very funny (obviously OT) story about a man who was at one >> time considered a "football star" (no, I'm not talking about OJ [quoted text clipped - 4 lines] > > Bobble LOL I wasn't even on this newsgroup (it didn't exist) back when this happened. Anyone here a Dallas Cowboys football fan? I'm not. Never have been a fan of football, nor any sport really. And certainly not when I was 8 years old. In fact, I didn't even live in the U.S. when I was 8 years old so "Dallas Cowboys" wasn't even a blip on my radar. Not even when I was an adult. I'm sitting in my neighborhood bar, having a glass of wine or two (okay, or three! LOL) with my girlfriends Paula, Diane and Janet. This guy comes in. Never been there before. He says his name is Charlie Waters. Says he played football for Dallas and claimed he had won a superbowl ring in 1968. Research shows he never played for the Cowboys until 1970. Some of the guys noticed his Superbowl ring. AFAIK it's like a big High School Ring but allegedly means this person was someone to be in awe of. Men are like that. And many of the men there were sort of paying him homage. Oooh, a Superbowl Ring! According to Wikipedia: As a player he was paired with Cliff Harris and became one of the most feared safety tandems in the NFL at that time. Charlie played in 5 Super Bowls: V, VI, X, XII, and XIII, with victories in VI and XII. In 1979, he suffered a season-ending knee injury. Since he couldn't play that year, he became a color broadcaster for the Dallas Cowboys radio network for a season. His 11 interceptions in the post season are still a record today. Whatever! So I'm sitting there chatting with my girlfriends when this guy comes behind me, has a few drinks and everyone oohs and ahhs over this ring he's wearing. Like some woman just got engaged and is wearing a 7 carat diamond. There is no record I can find of him having won a superbowl ring, but it really doesn't matter. It wouldn't have meant a thing to me. I am not a groupie. He pulls out my chair, spins it around and pulls me towards his crotch. I said, "EXCUSE ME! I was talking with my friends." He says something like, "You're mine tonight." Meanwhile, a very good (and very burly), Big John, has been watching what was going on. He walked over and pulled Charlie Waters away from me. He said, "Son, you're messin' with the *wrong* woman." Charlie Waters, if that's who he was, wound up in a booth away from the bar, drunk himself silly and wound up crying. The bartender took him home to his place until he sobered up enough to drive back to someplace in Mississippi This wasn't a pick-up bar. I fact, we used to all watch Jeopardy at 4:30 every afternoon after getting off work. Everyone took care of their own. And any new guys who came in and said "change the channel to sports!" were told (even buy sports lovers) "What are you, nuts? It's Jeopardy time!" LOL Jill [dimwit footballer] > Since he couldn't play that year, he became a color broadcaster > for the Dallas Cowboys radio network for a season. I knew footballers were supposed to be thick, but one who could do a job in radio for months and never realize it was in black and white?... ============== j-c ====== @ ====== purr . demon . co . uk ============== Jack Campin: 11 Third St, Newtongrange EH22 4PU, Scotland | tel 0131 660 4760 <http://www.purr.demon.co.uk/jack/> for CD-ROMs and free | fax 0870 0554 975 stuff: Scottish music, food intolerance, & Mac logic fonts | mob 07800 739 557 On Oct 17, 12:18 pm, Jack Campin - bogus address <bo...@purr.demon.co.uk> wrote: > [dimwit footballer] > [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > I knew footballers were supposed to be thick, but one who could do a > job in radio for months and never realize it was in black and white?... I'm no great shakes in following sports, but I believe "color" refers to the constant ramble the commentators do about stats and happenings with a team and the players. PatM excellent, Lee > >> I have a very funny (obviously OT) story about a man who was at one > >> time considered a "football star" (no, I'm not talking about OJ [quoted text clipped - 59 lines] > > Jill > LOL I wasn't even on this newsgroup (it didn't exist) back when this > happened. Anyone here a Dallas Cowboys football fan? I'm not. Never [quoted text clipped - 45 lines] > him home to his place until he sobered up enough to drive back to > someplace in Mississippi > This wasn't a pick-up bar. I fact, we used to all watch Jeopardy at > 4:30 every afternoon after getting off work. Everyone took care of [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > > Jill Good story. Thanks. do tell, Lee > >> ONE!!!! What's so difficult about the concept of a person eating > >> lunch alone? I'm comfortable enough in my own skin I don't have to [quoted text clipped - 48 lines] > > Jill > In fact, some evenings, (okay > don't grass me up here people!) Dave thinks I am having a drink with work > colleagues whereas I am sitting in the local reading the paper- I call this > my "sanity break", no-one knows where I am Ah, that feels relaxing just *reading* about it. :) > (Was better before those damn leashes known as mobile phones were > invented) Lesley, you can *turn* those leashes *off*! > But why, oh why, do I get funny looks? Or worse still some low lifes assume a > single woman in a bar is looking for sex!!!! I am sitting there, nose in a > book or a newspaper, minding my own business and some moron will try to hit > on me! Now, there's one of the advantages of the social isolation imposed by fat-phobia (as well as age invisibility). This never happens to me anymore. In fact, I never notice anyone giving me weird looks if I hang out in a cafe by myself reading. Maybe it's more culturally acceptable around here than in your part of the world? Or maybe I'm just blissfully oblivious... Joyce makes me wonder what these types do when they take a bath, Lee > > I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you > > when you buy something they think you shouldn't be interested in. [quoted text clipped - 18 lines] > > Jill Behave yourself! Anyway, so long as we are off topic there is the *threesom disease.* You know the one where the waitress, excuse me "server" says how many and when you say "three" it is like she looks around the room for a table in the corner to hide as they are set up for four. When I go with Lee and "the man" I never feel out of place but, I have been with people who treat you like three is a disease. No, in a bar situation, although I steer clear of these I am not looking for Mr. Wonderful!!!! > makes me wonder what these types do when they take a bath, Lee >> > I know what you mean about the younger salespeople looking at you [quoted text clipped - 26 lines] >> >> Jill what she isn't telling you is how when we are with DH the waitresses get so enthralled they don't even take our orders, I know you guys aren't going to buy this but ask Gramby its hilarious, Lee > Behave yourself! Anyway, so long as we are off topic there is the *threesom > disease.* You know the one where the waitress, excuse me "server" says how [quoted text clipped - 33 lines] > >> > >> Jill Lee is right, we have had them take his order and, immediately turn and leave the table. He has ordered a drink and they never ask Lee or I what we want. Since he usually reads the menu and we tell him what we want and he pretty much orders for us (gentleman that he is) he will give his and then ours. He has had to actually call them back to order what we want. They flirt with him and, the funniest part of all is he doesn't even pick up on what is happening!!! > what she isn't telling you is how when we are with DH the waitresses get > so [quoted text clipped - 50 lines] >> >> >> >> Jill > 20 some years ago I went on my lunch hour to a small bistro. By MYSELF! I > was in my late 20's at the time. I don't think the hostess was so very much [quoted text clipped - 3 lines] > repeated, "One????" Yes, one. "You're not with them?" I was getting > exasperated. There's some chain restaurant around here that had a campaign for a while where if the host/hostess said "Just one?" to you before seating you, you got to have a free meal. Joyce > > 20 some years ago I went on my lunch hour to a small bistro. By > MYSELF! I > was in my late 20's at the time. I don't think the [quoted text clipped - 10 lines] > > Joyce This was a little french style bistro rather than a chain restaurant (which I try to avoid). I didn't appreciate being singled out, although the fact that I was eating alone seemed to bother her more than it did me. I ordered the beef filet minon in a lovely wine sauce. I was reading a book while I ate. It was served with roasted herbed new potatoes. I think the entire meal was under $8 (USD). The bistro isn't there anymore. It was located in a strip mall next to a fabric shop and some other little places I sometimes liked to wander in when I was on my lunch hour. My point was, she shouldn't have made such a big deal in front of everyone about me dining alone. Lots of people do. I have even gone to a movie theatre alone. <gasp> You don't have to have people with you to enjoy the moment. Some of my best moments are with my pets... and the birds outside when I sit on the patio. Jill |
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