When people who don’t follow this blog or Facebook follow me on Twitter I scratch my head a little. I am a really boring person. Now I am a welcoming person but just saying.
Monsters in your head are scarier than the ones under your bed.
Me, I Said This…Inspired by life and stuff
Yes we had scones this morning after celebrating Independence Day. It’s the right thing to do, right?
We have had a lot of Summertime rain here in the Chattanooga area lately. It has rained every day for awhile now. The rain can stop anytime now. I wish it would like go to places out west like California that need it desperately because they are in a drought situation. Rain is necessary to life but there can be too much of a good thing. The thing about rain is that can color ones mood and ruin ones plans. I am ready for some drier days ahead with an occasional shower. It’s Summertime after all and it should be sunny after all.
I have been in a couple of retail environments lately where male retail assistants have called me “bud” because they don’t know my name. Now I know I live in the south and for some it just comes naturally but for some reason when they call me “bud” it irks me. My grandmother called me “bud” on occasion but that’s my grandmother, she could call me whatever she liked, she earned that right. In a retail environment I would rather be called “sir” not that I am snobby but to me it makes sense to address strangers as sir and to be a little more formal. Perhaps it’s a generational as well as a cultural thing but I think the word “bud” is for a buddy or someone you know.
Also I hate the term “big guy”, yes I know I am a larger sized person but that one also makes me cringe. If you know me call me Tony or T-Bird, either is fine but if you don’t know me or any other person, start off with “sir” it’s a matter of respect that will be returned in kind.