Fashnitzeled in my genecktagazoink
I have discovered the drawback of working at Auntie Pasta's. Due to the majority of our clientel being older, southern gentelemen, my Yankee sensibilities are constantly being assaulted by their calls of "dahrlin" "sugar" "dumplin" and the worst of all those southern monickers: "ma'am." Sir, I am not a 40 year old matron, thank you. Excuse me while I dump this talapia in your lap.
I should say that I'm Jewish.
Oh, and it has been brought to my attention that a lot of people are still confused as to whether or not I'm really Jewish. Isn't that interesting?
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Well, you ARE in east Texas. Challenge the next person that calls you an antebellum pet name to a duel. All men of honor will accept, then take the bullet rather than be seen pointing a gun at a "ma'am" in public. Failing that, you can knit a list of their names and wait around for the next French proletariat uprising.
A Tale of Two Cities....I have taken up knitting recently....
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