Smart Alec and Speechless

imageA few years ago, we were traveling through a country area and turned the radio to a farm program.  A farmer called in to advertise peas for sale, giving his name and number.  A few minutes later, someone called back asking for the name and phone number of the farmer with the peas.  The DJ lit rudely into the caller, telling him he should have been ready with a pencil to write the number down as it was announced.  He didn’t have time to go digging through phone numbers just because people didn’t listen.

Not surprisingly, it made the caller furious.  “Well, you just go to Hell!” Click!

The DJ sputtered,  “Well,….well…It takes one to know one.”

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” Who in the Hell is Michael Jackson?”

Sometimes life serves up some incredibly sweet moments.  About twenty-five years ago ,I mortally embarrassed both my high school children with no effort or planning on my part whatsoever. I was a dialysis nurse at the time. I had worked all night the night before.  I had gone to bed about four that afternoon, knowing I was going to be called back.  At eight-thirty in the evening the phone at my bedside rang.  Jolted out of sleep, Continue reading