My mother broke me from stealing. It’s just as well. I wasn’t any good at it anyway. She was having coffee with her friend, Miss Frankie. I was bored and used my ingenious ruse. “I gotta go to the bathroom.”
Mother warned me. “Okay, but don’t meddle and don’t touch anything!” No wonder I took a wrong turn. She never trusted me. I dawdled as I made my way to the bathroom off Miss Frankie’s bedroom. This was the 1950s. This wasn’t the master bathroom. It was the only bathroom in her Quonset hut with an add on in the back. Delightfully, for me, Miss Frankie was a relaxed housekeeper so I could see a lot without meddling. Clothes and shoes covered the floor. The open closet doors displayed shoe boxes, handbags, dresses, and nighties. I walked around in her red high heels while I surveyed the lipsticks, lotions, scarves, and a hairbrush decorating her dresser. I considered trying her lipstick when I spied an open pack of Dentyne Gum. Immediately, I peeled a piece and popped it in my mouth.
I shed the shoes. Chomping my gum happily, I strolled back in to join Mother and Miss Frankie at coffee. “What is that in your mouth?”
“‘Uh…..gum.”
“Where’d you get it?”
“Uh…I found it….on Miss Frankie’s dresser.”
“You are not allowed to take things. That is stealing. Take it out of your mouth and tell Miss Frankie you’re sorry.”
i took the gooey wad out of my mouth and held it out to Miss Frankie. Reluctantly, she accepted it. “I’m sorry, Miss Frankie.” I’m sure she was, too.
“That’s okay , Honey.
That was the end of my stealing. I have never even wanted to steal again.
Well thanks to your mom, you turned out just fine and didn’t have to spend any time “up the river”. 😉
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You know Brian, with my strange outlook, I might have enjoyed it.
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Liked the story. I need some advice. I’m publishing “A Houdini-Houndini Mystery” about a pet escape artist, tonight. I promised to link it to your blog. Now, please tell me how that’s done. Thank you–from “just another trained monkey trapped in cyber-space.”
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Go to my Sites/WP Administration/Posts(Looks like a stick pin on left 3rd character down.) Choose post from your list. Pull it up. Click on view in small box beneath title. Left click information in search bar to copy. Paste into comment. Let me know if you have problem. Did I promise to send you post about pants. Will send it anyway. Think you will like it.
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Sorry, couldn’t get it to work. Feel free to reblog.
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Couldn’t get what to work?
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Couldn’t get to the point necessary to copy & paste.
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See if I go thru it again
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Pull your post up.
Left click address in upper left screen(https://……)
Right click copy
Go back to wherever you want to insert(Comment?)
left click at that site then right click to choose copy.
Hope that works for you.
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you made me remember this https://nutsrok.wordpress.com/2015/01/25/not-quite-the-proverbial-turd-in-the-punchbowl/
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Dentyne…such a signature aroma…dead giveaway. But…it saved you from a life of crime.
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Yep. Too bad. And I was so slick!
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Awesome! lol
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Thanks for reading.
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Ha Ha. At least your mum didn’t spoil your fun clomping about in the high heels!
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I got away with that. The floor was a mess and she didn’t hear.
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Good job Miss Frankie was so unconcerned about housework!
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She knew the deal, didn’t she?
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So you´re actually a failure, you´re carrier as a thief was blocked by your own mother……
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Yes. She really messed me up. If not for her, I could be one of the old biddies on “Orange is the New Black,”
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That was hilarious and so innocent. Thanks for sharing this beautiful part of your life.
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Thanks. Do you want some gum?
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I love your stories. They lift my heart and make me smile.
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Oh you naughty girl! 😉
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I just confessed publicly, just 60 years late.
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Haha
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