Mickey D's

A couple of days ago I was working (writing) in a Mickey D's when an OLD woman ask how to exit the parking lot. So I pointed to the exit and explained how to get to the road. Apparently I was not clear with instructions and ended up repeating them 3 times.

After a bit the woman was frustrated and asked if I was from MO. I replied no, I'm from Georgia.

She tells me that, that is even worst.

I could not resist in asking why that was so. She told me that everyone knew folks from the deep south was barefoot toothless hicks. She went on to babble that her cousin had married MM, and was the role model for RB. And that I acted as much a vagabond as he did.

Well the employee that was all of 18 (maybe) wanted to know what a vagabond was. I told her that the old lady was using a very archaic word for gansta and was trying to insult me.

After another exchange I told the woman that I thought it was better to be from Georgia.

She demanded to know why?

My reply was, Everyone in MO goes about saying Show me, at least those of us from Georgia can figure stuff out without someone holding our hands.

I left dodging a tossed Ice Tea. 

Blake 

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