Those Days are Long Gone

I miss the good old days when I called a business and a real live person who could help me answered the phone. There weren’t recorded people on the other end of the line who directed me to push a certain button to reach someone who might be able to help me. There weren’t technological…

A Snap and Two Barks

I was in Chattanooga last week.  I’d been there before but only on a pass-through from Nashville.  This was a pass-through too, but I had a little extra time to explore. However, things got a little ruff. I decided to walk from the Chattanooga Choo Choo to the riverfront area rather than take the shuttle. …

The Great Pretenders…. Or Liars

I can remember playing pretend when I as a child.  I would clean up the little wooden playhouse in the back yard, arrange the kitchen, set the table with dusty old china, and have my mom come over for tea.  I was about 5 years old at the time and the playhouse didn’t have electricity…

A Day Late and A Dollar Short

I know, I know! I’m a day late, but I’m not a dollar short-at least I don’t think so.  Actually, ‘day late and dollar short’ is a funny saying. I consulted with my friend Urban Dictionary who said it’s “…like if a guy likes you and then another one asks you out before him, you…

The Good Old Days

What has happened to communication?  It used to be that if you wanted to talk to someone you wrote them a letter, met in person with them, or called them on the telephone with a rotary dial that was in the front room.  What happened to the good old days? Let’s start with written communication….

Takeover Talkers

I’ve heard people complain about some people who talk on their cell phone in the presence of other people.  Did you get that?  I’m asking because there were a lot of people in that sentence.  People complained, some talked, and still others were simply in the presence of those who talked…on a cell phone.  Truth…

You’re Not that Special

When people speak, I listen.  Okay, sometimes I pretend to listen.  While I’m listening or pretending, I’m definitely not talking.  As I’ve said before, I think it is high schoolerish to talk when someone else has the floor. I’m starting to think I’m in the minority on this issue because over the past week, there…