Hello Everyone;
Thank you for reading my rambles. I am still amazed that anyone reads them. I am even more amazed that anyone leaves a comment. But what amazes me most is that someone will ask me to add them to my distribution list.
This happened recently... at a funeral! I will respect this distinguished gentlemen's privacy and not name him.
Suffice it to say, I was somewhat shocked. Flattered... and shocked. Mostly flattered...but shocked.
Others have asked to be added. It happens from time to time. Someone will forward a ramble to someone else and then they want to be added. I can prove it. Consider this...
This very blog is a result of someone sending my cousin Susan a ramble. ( My guess is that Monica is to be blame.) Susan asked me to add her... which I was glad to do. And the next thing I know my little ramble is now a BLOG.
So, feel free to pass these on to whomever you wish. Perhaps you know someone who might enjoy reading the insanity I call Rambles.
For example:
Sitting in Cracker Barrel in Beckley, WV and our waitress informing us of the following and I quote: "I am deaf in one ear so I have to turn my head to this side to hear you." "I am a widow with three kids and one of them is a special needs child." My wife mentioned to her that my dad and I were both pastors and we would pray for her. Upon hearing this our waitress replied..."Oh, I Love going to church but I don't get to go very often because I am the sole supporter of three kids - one who is a special needs child."
I thought will somebody please put a bucket under me! I just got MILKED! That waitress knew how to milk people for tips! She was a pro! And when I began to complain to Jenene about her behavior, she shamed me for thinking that way. The waitress gave average service at best, but after that hard luck story, I had to leave a little extra tip. Down deep I am really very soft hearted.
There you have it. Ray's Ramblings... a day in the life. If it made you smile - pass it on.
Thanks and well talk more later,
Lanny Ray
Let me guess...the waitress walked with a limp. And, her nickname is "Lucky". I know I know, that was horrible, shame on me. As soon as I get off here I will call the Cracker Barrel in Beckley, describe the half deaf waitress, get her name and address and mail her a bill. Aunt Cherry
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