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Insulator Adventures With Dad #2.
We didn’t hear a thing until it was right there, those rock cuts always seemed to block the noise of those trains. But it startled dad this time and he slipped. And was he moving down that embankment! Right behind me. No way I could go anywhere, there was wild rose bushes on both sides of me. Only thing to do is run down and try to stay ahead of dad. Right. Suddenly, whump! He hit me and I landed on his stomach, my backpack on dad’s face. Ooohhhh, groaned dad. But amazingly his glasses stayed on, usually they fall off quite easily.
As we came to the bottom I quickly rolled off dad and sploop! Dad landed in a patch of wet, sloppy mud. Bonehead! Amazing that he could actually be enjoying sitting in that wet mud. For my new readers, dad said bonehead a lot when we were out together. I finally figured out it must mean he was enjoying himself. Anyway, back to the story. Why don’t you get out of there, I asked. A little help would be nice, he said. I’ll get that old branch and pull you out, said I. NO, you don’t need a branch, said dad. Hey, no problem, I said, and picked it up and swung it around. Whack! Oops, hit dad on the back of the head. 
My glasses, he called out, they fell in the mud. You’re always losing your glasses, I said. Only when you’re around, said dad. I think you’re sinking deeper, I said. Thanks, said dad. You’re welcome. Dad just looks. I give dad the branch and pull. Can’t pull you out, I said, you’re in too deep and you’re too heavy. Ha, ha, said dad. Put your hands down and push, I said. Amazingly dad tried it. His hands sunk in the wet mud up to his elbows. AAAAAAA!!!!!!, said dad. Didn’t work, I said. No kidding, said dad, crazy suggestion. Then why did you try it? Dad just looked, then put his head down. I’m sinking deeper, said dad. I already told you that, I said.
Hey, remember the last time you got stuck in the mud and I put that stick under you? I remember, said dad, a crazy idea. But it worked, I reminded him. Dad thought. How are you going to get that branch under me?, he asked. Lean over as much as you can, I said. He did and I quickly put the branch under him. AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!, yelled dad. Guess I didn’t go deep enough, I said. So I wiggled the branch and got it under him. There, I said. How is that going to help?, asked dad. Well, it should stop you from sinking deeper, I said. Thanks. You’re welcome, I said. Here’s another stick, hold onto this and push on the branch while I pull. Dad thought a minute, then said “okay”.
It took a bit but out he came and landed on his hands and knees. I moved closer to help him get up. AAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!, he yelled. You’re sure yelling a lot today, I said. You stepped on my fingers, he replied. Oh, sorry, I said. Dad let out the biggest sigh I ever heard. Wow, look at the rip in your pants, I said. Bonehead, said dad as he looked at the rip. I don’t know why you always want to go looking for insulators, I said. I’m beginning to wonder about that too, said dad. You really need to be more careful, I said. I really need to find someone else to go with me, he replied.
We certainly had a great time on our adventures and I hope you are enjoying reading about them. Part 3 is coming soon, I hope you have a wonderful day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
© 2019 Steve McLeod.
Store Experiences…#1.
Hello everyone! It’s a nice sunny, but cold day here. It really is nice to see that sun shining again. It has been cloudy and rainy nearly every day since mid August. So every sunny day is a treat to enjoy. Speaking of shopping. I used to enjoy shopping at one time, not so much anymore. Things happen to me when I’m at the store. Not good things. Odd things. Terrible things. Embarrassing things. Dad was the same way. But I’ll save his funny stories for another day. Back to me and shopping. We don’t mix. Like me and technology. Just doesn’t work out too well most times.
So, I wanted a latch for a cupboard door, a very simple kind of latch. Very common type of latch. Off I go to the store. Couldn’t find it anywhere. I ask a sales person who actually happened to be close by for a change. Got this blank stare. I get that blank stare a lot from sales people when I ask for things. She had no idea what I was talking about. Off to another store. Asked once again since I couldn’t find it myself. Twice in one day there was a sales person close by. Nearly fainted. I got the same blank stare. I think stores must teach their employees this blank stare. Gets rid of unwanted customers.
She had no idea, but said she doesn’t normally work in that department. So she went and got the man who normally does work that department. Okay…if the man who normally works in that department is there, why is someone who doesn’t normally work in that department working in that department when the person who normally works in that department should be the one working in that department and there wouldn’t be a problem? Right? I think anyway. But not too often. Gives me a headache.
He’s not on break either. He’s working in the department the woman normally works in. Makes sense. No point making it easy for customers. So I ask him. I don’t believe this, I get the same blank stare. I could have done this well just staying home and looking at the wall. Less frustrating too. Off to another store. Why? I enjoy getting frustrated. What other reason could there be. I ask once again. I get the same blank stare. Four times in a row. I’m almost ready to scream. 
Why don’t you bring one in and show me, she said. I’m really trying hard not to scream at this point. If I had one to bring in, then I wouldn’t need to buy one. Sigh. Off to another store. I’m crazy, that’s why. Amazingly I found another sales person easily. I ask again. Yes, she says, we sell those, right over here. They sell them! Finally! Fantastic! Oh, she says, we’re sold out. She’s probably wondering why I’m hitting my head on the shelf. Sigh.
There are many more to share, about me and my dad. We both had/have the same problems at stores. Enjoy your day and God bless!
Steve and Muffin (who is sleeping in the sun soaking up that heat).
© 2019 Steve McLeod.
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