Mea Culpa

Meet Chainsaw Betty. She is not too excited about learning her craft, and therefore is none too polite. This morning as she headed out the front door with her Stihl, a small expensive car came up the drive – past the closed sign. A passenger window slid down and a woman called out., “Are you closed?” Betty replied, “Can you read?”

Then Judith resurfaced and said, “Look, my husband died and I am no longer selling pottery here. The pottery is available at the gallery in Cumberland.” After apologizing profusely and gingerly turning their vehicle, they left, and Chainsaw Betty worked on some oak limbs. For over a year Judith worked hard not to say anything she would regret. Now Betty’s here, there seems less I will regret saying…

One Comment:

  1. Made me laugh! Charlie

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