I hate to put people in categories but sometimes, there isn't another way. Example: Daddy always said, "watch out for someone who slicks his hair back." Sally Kropp mused, "My Dad always told me, you can tell some one's personality by the condition and type of shoes he wears." God I hope that's not true. Even though I have to wear professional dress for the job, we also for safety sake, wear slip proof safety approved shoes. Mr. Bill calls them "my bowling shoes", I call them "old lady nun shoes". Sorry Sister Veronica! They DO NOT reflect my personality, Birkenstock sandals REFLECT my personality, and of course my beloved flip-flops, please bury them with me when I leave my earthly body!
Both Mr. Bill and I are people watchers, it is the nature of the beast. Fred's News' earlier years had a patron whose daily arrival would send shivers up and down your spine. His demeanor, "look at me" and they fact that his over indulgence of cheap cologne arrived moments before him, seemed to set the tone for the morning. I might also mention he did sort of "slick his hair back." Delaval this next comment is for you, he was very much a chauvinist, but in a very real nasty way. Delaval, you are just too lovable and are just trying to get a rise out of people. This idiot meant it! Constantly barking, "Give me this" or I said, do it this way". My response, "Didn't your Momma teach you anything about manners?" He'd look right through me and with a snarl, "hey Bill, tell her she can't talk to me that way, my wife would never talk to me that way." I remember Mr. Bill telling him, "She's NOT your wife, I feel sorry for your wife, God Bless the woman. There are two things that can happen here; one, you tell her, I'd love to hear my wife's response on that one and two, you don't like it, don't come in. The choice is yours!" Unfortunately this man, enjoyed pissing people off, boasting about his domineering personality and how he ruled his domain. I refused to serve him, Mr. Bill always poured his coffee, thankfully the visit lasted no longer than five minutes. On one such morning he appeared, nastier than normal. Eavesdropping on his one-sided conversation with a regular patron, I learned he was having an affair but his wife didn't know. He actually was boasting to the patron, "she'll never leave me anyway, I've got the good job, she'd never survive without me!" I said nothing, thought this would be one "to watch and listen". This continued for some time. Months passed but one morning as he arrived he told the same patron, he'd lost his job. Seems the big fling was with a co-worker, he was fired. It also seems this co-worker had called his wife, confessing her tryst with the hubby. Couple of things happened next; one, she told her husband to leave, filed for a divorce and went to work; two, he continued to come in shouting his mouth off, "I'll show her, I own everything, she'll beg me to take her back". My God what an ego this bastard had! If I had heard the conversation correctly, he was homeless, jobless and apparently clueless! Again months passed, he appeared to be loosing weight, his conversations became less about her survival and more about dual ownership, splitting EVERYTHING and alimony!. He could not grasp that thought. She had grown from the experience, very much a survivor, He wallowed in his own self pity, his visits becoming less frequent, "Thank you Jesus!" Last reports he was working at a car dealership in Colchester. Betcha he still slicks his hair back!
Both Mr. Bill and I are people watchers, it is the nature of the beast. Fred's News' earlier years had a patron whose daily arrival would send shivers up and down your spine. His demeanor, "look at me" and they fact that his over indulgence of cheap cologne arrived moments before him, seemed to set the tone for the morning. I might also mention he did sort of "slick his hair back." Delaval this next comment is for you, he was very much a chauvinist, but in a very real nasty way. Delaval, you are just too lovable and are just trying to get a rise out of people. This idiot meant it! Constantly barking, "Give me this" or I said, do it this way". My response, "Didn't your Momma teach you anything about manners?" He'd look right through me and with a snarl, "hey Bill, tell her she can't talk to me that way, my wife would never talk to me that way." I remember Mr. Bill telling him, "She's NOT your wife, I feel sorry for your wife, God Bless the woman. There are two things that can happen here; one, you tell her, I'd love to hear my wife's response on that one and two, you don't like it, don't come in. The choice is yours!" Unfortunately this man, enjoyed pissing people off, boasting about his domineering personality and how he ruled his domain. I refused to serve him, Mr. Bill always poured his coffee, thankfully the visit lasted no longer than five minutes. On one such morning he appeared, nastier than normal. Eavesdropping on his one-sided conversation with a regular patron, I learned he was having an affair but his wife didn't know. He actually was boasting to the patron, "she'll never leave me anyway, I've got the good job, she'd never survive without me!" I said nothing, thought this would be one "to watch and listen". This continued for some time. Months passed but one morning as he arrived he told the same patron, he'd lost his job. Seems the big fling was with a co-worker, he was fired. It also seems this co-worker had called his wife, confessing her tryst with the hubby. Couple of things happened next; one, she told her husband to leave, filed for a divorce and went to work; two, he continued to come in shouting his mouth off, "I'll show her, I own everything, she'll beg me to take her back". My God what an ego this bastard had! If I had heard the conversation correctly, he was homeless, jobless and apparently clueless! Again months passed, he appeared to be loosing weight, his conversations became less about her survival and more about dual ownership, splitting EVERYTHING and alimony!. He could not grasp that thought. She had grown from the experience, very much a survivor, He wallowed in his own self pity, his visits becoming less frequent, "Thank you Jesus!" Last reports he was working at a car dealership in Colchester. Betcha he still slicks his hair back!
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