It's De-Nile River

I believe that some people were indeed set on this earth for my and others, entertainment! For some reason..they don't see the world as others do, nor do they think the same way.

Case in point! :) heh heh.. In high school, a girl named Kelly, used to sit 3 rows over and 2 desks back behind me. Her thinking drove the geography professor to retire that year! It wasn't that she was...per say... dumb; she didn't share the same vision as the rest of us. When we learned of the Nile River, Prof. explained that it was one of few rivers that run south 2 north. Kelly just didn't get why and so she raised her hand high into the air.

"Yes," Prof. points at her.

"So, does the Nile have alot of boats on it? Is that why?" a very blonde Kelly, stares blankly.

Prof. looks at her, kind of like a deer in headlights, "what do you mean?"

"Well, I know the Egyptians were advanced, so how did they do it?" she asks politely.

Prof. furrows his grey brows, "how did they do what?" (puffs out the "wh" in what)

"You said that the river runs up? How do you get water to run uphill?" she asks incredulously.

Prof. waves his hand at the map pointing to north then south and says that "north and south" are directions. Then he points to the ceiling and says, "this is UP! The water runs downhill, (he points to the top of the map) but the water runs north!" And by the look on Kelly's face she is completely confused as the teacher is indeed pointing, ... up! LOLOLOL..By this time I'm laughing so hard I spit water through my nose, which really hurts; tears are now streaming down my face as my hand is cupped hard over my mouth to prevent an outburst of giggling. The Prof. and Kelly stare each other down, locked in academic battle. Prof. pointing at the ceiling and Kelly still believing that with enough water-vehicle traffic you can change the natural law of physics!

I just about broke a rib laughing so hard!

Skipping ahead in time to college, I encounter Debbie, my best friend's sister. Debbie was extremely sweet and extremely naive. One day the question is asked of her, "why was the blonde thrown out of the M&M factory?" Debbie thinks hard, you can practically see smoke. Shrugging her shoulders, she gives up and asks the riddle's end. "Because she kept throwing out all the W's!" (Now yes, the punny joke isn't that good..but the joke wasn't the point!)

"Well, I don't see that's funny", she says, "why did she get fired if she was just doing her job?"

Uh...

One day we handed her a piece of paper, on both sides is a question, the same question. "How do you keep a blonde occupied for hours?" Normally, a person of average intelligence who has been handed this paper, looks, flips, looks...smiles slyly and nods their head. *Ha ha, right? But Debbie was not of average intelligence when it came to these things. We handed her the paper. She looks at it...flips it over. Thinks. Looks, flips, reads, then..flips again..reads. Flips again. Reads. Flips and looks at us questioningly. "I don't get it", she states.

(Of course you can imagine that most of us are literally on the floor, laughing like fools, hoping not to have an accident of the incontinent sort.)

So moving ahead we come to yesterday when my Peterbilt stuck itself on the scale and wouldn't start. The tow bill was going to be $357.00 and that was just for the guy to arrive! YEEK.. So I asked around and sure enough one person had a pull-chain! AWESOME and it was, in fact, a Volvo that pulled me off the scale. (I'm never living THAT one down..humiliations galore!) I call in to my dispatch, explained that they have to get another truck on this load, as my Pete is going straight back to the shop it JUST came from. Dispatch calls back, says that the person is 25 miles away and will be there momentarily. Ok, cool..I'll just sit here in Tumwater, WA; take a parking space and babysit the trailer until he gets here.

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Uh, 4 hours later! ????!?!?! I call back to dispatch, "where IS this guy? Is he personally running here or is he driving a truck?" (For those who didn't figure out, frustration tends to bring my more comedic side to life.) I'm told that goofball is only 5 miles away but he shut down and the truck hasn't moved in 3 hours.... Twelve hours later, I obtained his cell # and called it! I ask where he was (with a slight cracking in my voice, as I've waited all night for any sign of him! >:( In Ukrainian accent he says that the reason he didn't come get me, which he could have done yesterday; he has often seen the Pilot truck stop busy and was afraid he'd have no parking.

"But, you have a bobtail! You have parking because obviously you'd have the trailer's spot! Just back under the trailer and there you are!! You're picking up the trailer here and I leave to go back to Fife !!!"

He laughs merrily, "OH..goodness, I never thot of dat! But you right, next time I remember dees."

My next question to him was, "would you be interested in buying a boat?"

:)

The Magician's Owl