Gut Rumbles
 

September 13, 2004

interesting conversation

I went to the store and bought some more fresh pineapple today. I believe that I'm becoming addicted to the stuff.

I didn't pay much attention to the tee-shirt I threw on. It just happened to be a leftover "Jawja Blogger-- Meet 2003" shirt. (I've never worn nor washed the one everybody signed last year. I keep it sealed in a plastic bag. That's a genuine souvenir.)

When I went up to the cash register to pay, the lady behind the counter gazed at my garb and asked, "What does that say on your shirt?"

"Jawja Blogger, ma'am," I replied proudly. I saw by the expression on her face that I may as well have been speaking a foreign language. "Uh... a BLOG is a website on the internet. A lot of people do that kind of thing now. We call ourselves "bloggers" and we write, rant and rave. I'm not the only one in Georgia, either."

"My daughter just bought me a computer. I'm getting good at surfing the net," she informed me. "How do I get to your site?" By then, a couple of people were backing up behind me in the check-out line, and I was ready to shit and git. But she wouldn't ring my groceries until I wrote down my URL for her. I finally did.

I hope she loses the address or never bothers to use it. What kind of impression will she get of bloggers if she STARTS OUT with MINE?

Comments

Poor woman !

Posted by: siso on September 13, 2004 07:46 PM

I imagine she will either have a case of the vapours and quickly repack the puter sending it back to the kids. Or, she will tune in , turn on, and become part of the blogging revolution.

Posted by: Guy S. on September 13, 2004 08:23 PM

If she can get past the stuff you write she'll never fear anything she may find on the Internet... EVER!

Posted by: Ralph Gizzip on September 13, 2004 08:43 PM

Hey Baby... you were MY first and I came through it all just fine.
I not only kept coming back, I joined ya and I love it.

Ya know how there are all these little litmus tests to seperate the men from the boys?

Well, Darlin', reading you is the best test EVER to seperate the "cool, intelligent broads" from the whiney little, high-maintenence, clueless, stupid, useless fluffballs.

Any woman who can't handle reading you probably can't handle the truth either and they sure as hell wouldn't be able to handle (stand) me, so more power to ya, Love.

*kisses*

Posted by: Stevie on September 13, 2004 09:47 PM

Hey, it could have been worse. Much worse. You could have directed her to the DU.

I can't go there. Haven't been vaccinated yet.

Posted by: Mamamontezz on September 13, 2004 11:51 PM

Yeah, yeah, yeah...we know when you wrote down your URL you actually wrote:

www.instapundit.com

Posted by: Barry on September 14, 2004 09:22 AM

You are truly an evil man. I like that.

Posted by: James Old Guy on September 14, 2004 12:41 PM
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