You jerk! You're dumber than...
It's always an adventure when I see the little red light lit up on my work telephone.
It means that somebody has left me a voice mail.
And, if you spent a day or two answering my phone, you'd know what I mean.
"I always knew you were a jerk...now I know you're dumber than a stick!"
SLAM!
Yeah, that was just one of the recent phone messages left by an adoring fan. I really wish that guy would have left a name and number. I love talking to these folks. Not to argue, but to see where they're coming from and determine, if after actually talking to me for a few minutes, if they still feel like I'm lower than the whale droppings that line the bottom of the ocean.
The other day a guy came into the office. I got called up to the front desk because he needed help.
As I approached I heard him say: "Oh, ****...You're Ed."
Yep, that's me.
"I'm the guy who wrote the letter to the editor saying I'd pay for your one-way ticket to anywhere as long as you'd leave."
France. I've always wanted to go to France. But, only if I can take my wife, family and dog. Then we could all hang out with Johnny Depp together.
The guy, a former member of the U.S. Marine Corps, was a little concerned that because of our "history" if you will, his story idea would get overlooked.
Not a chance. There's a decent piece there, I think. And, I surely wouldn't stop it simply because the guy had some choice words for me.
"I guess we can be friends, but still disagree, right?" he said as he left.
Yep.
Semper fi, pal. We're good.
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My last column has people wishing I'd move. Myself, I'd like a ticket to Island Park Idaho. Well, I'd like my own private plane to fly to my own private cabin on the river there. Not too much to ask.
The thing that infuriates me, Ed, is the people who consistently complain about you on the Vent without seeing the hypocrisy of it. At least that guy told you to your face.
My husband thinks the paper is a liberal tool and he keeps saying he wants to cancel our subscription. I look at him and say, "what am I, chopped liver?" And he says, "oh, fine."
Posted by: annegb | September 21, 2006 08:40 AM