Well the funny calls I've been getting at the office about snow, have evidently cracked more people up, than just here at E-Hell.
I went to one of Mr. Diva's and my favorite restaurants in town last night, to order some dinner-to-go. As I was waiting and having a glass of wine, a lady I know, came up to me and said, "You'll want to pay special attention to the comic strip in tomorrow's paper." (We have a comic strip, done by a local gentleman...whom I also know.)
"Why?" say I. "Because I was relating to the artist, some of your hysterical "snow call stories" and he thought it was so funny, that he created a new character for the comic strip. You are now a buxom pigeon, with long fingernails, taking a phone call at the office from someone, asking about snow! He didn't use your actual name, 'cause he didn't want to offend you. But he was laughing so hard, he HAD to add you as a new regular "woodland creature!" (I didn't know pigeons were "woodland creatures!" lol)
Offended? Heavens no! But until I see today's paper, I won't know whether to laugh or start sending out resume's! LOL
My former boss (the Editor of the paper) was sitting nearby, and said, "It's really cute. You'll love it."
THEN, she says, "I heard a funny story about you today." "Oh? What did I do now?" I asked. "Well it was really about one of your birds." "Which one?" "The Blue Chicken." (That would be Ripley, my Blue and Gold Macaw. I also have an African Grey, named Sydney...whom I also call a 'pigeon.')
She proceeds to relate a story, related to her by a former bandmate of Mr. Diva's, who was at our house one day. It was summer time and we were out on the back deck. The window was open to my computer/bird room and Ripley wanted attention. When the usual screaming didn't work, we began to hear "moaning" coming from the window..."intimate sounds." As soon as I realized what she was doing, I went inside immediately and shut her up...but not before Mr. Diva's (now former) bandmate had a good story to tell...of all people...my former BOSS!
She said she laughed so hard, she nearly fell off her chair, when he told her. All I could do was shake my head and laugh too. It was either that, or crawl under the restaurant floor! I reiterated what the former bandmate had also said, "I didn't teach her to do that...she came to me with that already in her repertoire."
She said, "But you take her out everywhere with you, in the warmer weather. Aren't you afraid she'll do that in public?" "No. As long as she's the center of attention, she has other more "charming" things to do in public." LOL
Great! Not only am I now a pigeon in the local comic strip...but everyone in town will soon know that my Macaw occasionally makes "intimate sounds" to get attention! And the next time I see Mr. Diva's former bandmate, I'm going to choke HIM like a "chicken!" lol
