WOW. And a happy good morning to you, too, Huskie9.
I notice you retired in 1997. Well, good for you. I quit working full time in 2002, and I'm 73. Chances are we're in the same age group. You know what, some mornings I get up and I'm already so mad I could spit. Ever have a morning like that? My goodness, it will surely sour up the bitterness level, won't it?
And you know what ticks me off? These young whippersnappers on this forum don't always behave. And those schedulers and MSPs, well, you can't tell them a thing. The insolent little brats won't take instruction at all. Talk about backtalk, well, I never saw such. Where they do get off having their own opinions? I'm going to write the local paper and rip'em up. I'll get that fixed, for certain.
I appreciate that you brought up my genes, because I've been wanting to tell how special I am but I'm modest and I hated to bring it up myself.
My mother's white side came into Parker County smack in the middle of the Indian Wars. Great timing, right? What a plan. So the family story is Mama's white side jumped right into the Indian Wars out of self defense. They had to shoot some of the Indians to survive, but they weren't narrowminded or prejudiced so out of a good heart they married some of them, too. I'm proud of my Comanche ancesters. They were fierce fighters for their land. So that's where I get Mama's Indian side.
My Daddy's people were out of the Appalachian Mountains and they called themselves Black Dutch. His white side came down from his little white mama. His daddy was white with a touch of black, and he said he was Black Dutch. I was a grown woman before I found out what that was.
When Julius Caesar conquered a country, he sent occupation forces that originated somewhere else. It was his theory foreign soldiers would be less sympathetic and more willing to enforce harsh rule. To Germany, he sent black legionnaires from conquered areas of Africa. These black legionnaries mixed it up with German women, and we got Black Dutch. I am especially proud to be descended from these black legionnaires. And that's how I got my black side.
So, Husky9, that's my genetic story. I get real excited about it. I feel kin to just about everybody in the world. I'm pretty sure advice is not going to change those genes. Oh, wait, I forgot to tell you, I also have a half brother who's half Mexican. Additionally, I need to brag I am related to Pretty Boy Floyd, the Oklahoma outlaw, and to Johnny Ringo, one of the gunslingers at the OK Corral. I am also related to a lot of perfectly respectable people, but in my family we don't talk about them. Nobody has to know.
You may have stayed up nights trying to figure out why I'm on this board so much. I'll share. After you pointed out I was messing up the business for everybody else, I gave that serious thought. Now I'm doing my best to keep myself under control. I've quit taking the real cheap shops, driving too far and spending too much to do them, and basically just messing up mystery shopping and keeping fees down for everybody else.
As a result, I don't have much work and I may starve to death. Oh well, I'm too fat for my good black dress anyway, which I'm going to need for the funeral after I starve to death. But here's a result on the bright side. I have a lot more time to stay on this board, which is more fun than a bunch of puppies.
What I can't understand is why I don't get more respect. I tell you, just take a look at my genetics. Who can top that? Am I outstanding, or what? Someone like me, who knows everything and has such a great personality should be treated with much more consideration. I stay on Ready Teddy alert to be helpful and let everyone know what's wrong with them. I love to share, and this is because of my giving nature. Who could criticise a personal philosophy like that?
It's a pleasure corresponding. I hope we can maintain our relationship and get to know each other better. As ever, and hoping to be a nicer person and trying hard to improve my personality even though there's no hope because of my genes, I am, as ever, XXO Mary
Mary Davis Nowell. Based close to Fort Worth. Shopping Interstate 20 east and west, Interstate 35 north and south.