So, I am a wee bit weird in that I wave to the recycle guy, the garbage guy but never again to the snow plow guy.
It's a beautiful, sunny day, no snow to plow to speak of. I hear his truck rumbling about a block away and thought I better be far away from his blade - which will be in the "up" position as there is no snow to plow!!!
In the twinkling of an eye, he's upon me. No where to run and no time to run - and ha,ha, Jean - his blade is down.
I had just raised my hand in a neighborly way, when, splat! Snow, sand, gravel and probably lots of dog anointment got me square in the face, front of parka, etc. No more waves for you. I wiped one lens of my glasses to see if he were laughing - he was.
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So this means he is off your Christmas 2009 list. Right?
Bear((( )))
Remember the crazed snow plow driver in the movie Snow Day? I just had visions of that scene! What a surprise, and a laugh for both of you.
I think so Bear, unless I can dream up something really evil to do to him:)
Hi Corigodmama, I haven't seen the show - guess I better check it out.He's on my "bad" list now.
That's terrible! Ok, I admit it. I laughed just a teeny-tiny bit...but then I felt bad for you...and then I felt guilty for laughing even just a teeny-tiny bit. Sorry about your coat and your glasses...I should have told you -- my mother warned me about snow plow guys...they just can't be trusted!
xoxoxoxo
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