More Humor From Up North

Tomorrow morning Veronica and I will be heading to the Outer Banks.
Before I left, I wanted to share with everyone, a little humor that was sent to me by my friend Ken Gauthier, from up in Canada. Thanks again Ken for sharing this with us.

WHY WOMEN SHOULDN'T TAKE MEN SHOPPING

After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Target. Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse. Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from the local Target.

Dear Mrs. Samuel,

Over the past six months, your husband has caused quite a commotion in our store. We cannot tolerate this behavior and have been forced to ban both of you from the store. Our complaints against your husband, Mr. Samuel, are listed below and are documented by our video surveillance cameras.

1. June 15: Took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in other people's carts when they weren't looking.

2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in House wares to go off at 5-minute intervals. 3. July 7: He made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the women's restroom.

4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official voice, 'Code 3 in House wares. Get on it right away'. This caused the employee to leave her assigned station and receive a reprimand from her Supervisor that in turn resulted with a union grievance, causing management to lose time and costing the company money.

5. August 4: Went to the Service Desk and tried to put a bag of M&Ms on layaway.

6. August 14: Moved a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

7. August 15: Set up a tent in the camping department and told the children shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring pillows and blankets from the bedding department to which twenty children obliged.

8. August 23: When a clerk asked if they could help him he began crying and screamed, 'Why can't you people just leave me alone?' EMTs were called.

9. September 4: Looked right into the security camera and used it as a mirror while he picked his nose.

10. September 10: While handling guns in the hunting department, he asked the clerk where the antidepressants were...

11. October 3: Darted around the store suspiciously while loudly humming the 'Mission Impossible' theme.

12. October 6: In the auto department, he practiced his 'Madonna look' by using different sizes of funnels.

13. October 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed through, yelled 'PICK ME! PICK ME!'

14. October 21: When an announcement came over the loud speaker, he assumed a fetal position and screamed 'OH NO! IT'S THOSE VOICES AGAIN!' And last, but not least:

15. October 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited awhile, and then yelled very loudly, 'Hey! There's no toilet paper in here.' One of the clerks passed out.

Looking Forward Not Back

I went to my last Physical Therapy session yesterday. This Thursday was supposed to be my last one but because Veronica and I are going to the Outer Banks (OBX) this Thursday morning, I made yesterday my last visit.
My foot is coming along well. I have been spending a lot of time each day doing my stretch exercises in order to assist in the healing process. It seems to be helping.
In a week or two, I will start going for my walks again. I have not been able to do that for many months...back in May-June was my last time I think. I will start out with very short distances to see how my foot handles the hard concrete and then hopefully build up to the levels that I used to be at...6 miles a day.
As I mentioned earlier, this Thursday, Veronica and I will be heading to the OBX to get a better feel for the area and to check a few things out before our possible upcoming move. Nothing has been set in stone as of yet, so I am taking a wait and see attitude about the whole thing.
Before heading out of town, we will need to stop by a medical location and get our H1N1 vaccines.
I am taking my camera with us and hopefully I will have some good photos to share with you from the OBX.

Lost Art Of The "Thank You"

First off, I would like to clarify that anything written in this post, does not directly pertain to anyone person. It is more or less a generalization based on my perceptions and observations. I guess that old adage would apply...if the shoe fits wear it.
Over the last year or so, possibly longer, I have noticed a huge decline in people saying "thank you" to one another.
To someone who maybe have had a kind word for them, given them something, done something for them or in some way shape or form have had a positive impact on their life, no matter how big or small.
I call it the Art of Thank You. Why do I call it that? Because if saying "thank you' was an art form, I would equate it to....hmmmm......let's say stick art. Stick Art is such a basic form of art, very simplistic in nature but easy to understand and get your artistic points across. I find it the same as saying the words "thank you". 2 very small words...easy to say...takes little time and effort ...easily understood by others and because it is as easy to say as stick art is to make, it can do no worse than to make the recipient feel better.
But as easy as it is to say, somewhere along the line, we as human beings have lost the knack of saying those two small words.
Like I mentioned earlier, it is not everyone but in my little circle of the world there seems to be more who don't, than more who do.
I have observed that the teachers of these "proper manners" have back slipped and that those who were forced to learn this aspect of proper manners and etiquette, are now the leaders and teachers of this art.
For all of you that still practice this fading verbal art form..."thank you" for keeping it alive.
And for those of you who don't practice it, let's take just a second out of our busy day and show a modicum of proper manners by saying those two simple words..."thank you".....
By saying those 2 words, I bet that you would make someones day, by acknowledging something that they had done for you, no matter how big or small. A so very small and slight form of showing your appreciation to another person.
C'mon...let's all give it a try.
I am sure that the recipient would greatly appreciate you keeping this verbal art form alive and well.