There I was, headin' to the by God eye doctor again for more needles in the eye (getting better, btw).
I decided to troll the world and where my MAGA hat. Walking into the office I forgot I had it on till the first guy coming rtoward me looked at me like I was the invasion of the body snatchers comin' at him. I was all like, wha? Then I remembered my hat and laughed.
I goes to sit in the huge waiting room with tons of other feeble, half blind, stumbling old codgers. Didn't notice any looks but then everybody in there is AT THE EYE DOCTOR, DOH.
This young Mexican boy with a bizarre-land haircut comes out to call me in. He gives me a look, hesitates, then says, 'right on'. Inside the first room I told him, in repoonse to his 'how is your day goin', that it was great and better since I saw his response to my hat (which he was professionally trying not to mention). He chuckled and I said I wore it to troll people.
On to the second, smaller waiting room. There's this adorable little Mexican chick who is one of my top three nurses. Super skinny, with long long hair and she runs around like ricochet rabbit. She looks like a smaller, Mexican version of younger Cher without the bad teeth. If I hired people she'd be number one on my list. Best worker ever.
Anyway, she's all like, 'hello, Michael". I think she has a secret crush on me. Do you blame her? Anyway, next time she comes by she says 'I love your hat. I'm gonna tell my boss".
Next thing I know, another Mexican girl comes up to me and invades my personal space (not complaining), touches my hat and tells me she LOVES my hat with a huge grin on her face. I smile back and tell her she's a great patriot and god bless you.
The doc is hearing this and says, 'don't get beat up'. I says, 'Do you know who you're talking to doc? I don't get beat up." He says, 'It's a crazy world out there'.
Then I goes into the picture room and there's Mister Mexican bizarro haircut again to take my eye pics. We get to talking about Thanksgiving and what we like. I tell him I'm all about the mashed potatoes (number one food EVER), and then I say I LOVE me some egg nog. He says, 'what's egg nog'?
My very handsome and manly jaw hit the floor. About this time this other Mexican boy chimed in that he didn't know what egg nog is either. I was on another planet. After some discussion, we figured out that there is a Mexican egg nog substance that begins with the letter 'R', I forget the name. Common ground.
Still, wtf?
It was a real build that wall moment. I'm still trippin' that somebody in America has never even HEARD of egg nog.
#GrandpaTellMeBoutTheGoodOldDays
#OkBoomer
So ends the adventures of Bagster for today.
Moving right along, what have you scamps been up to around here. Thread locked, Bitt arrested again. Mods out and about and talking like a non-bot, real person.
Things are gettin' crazy up in this mufficky. Smells like somethin' fidna pop off.
Ya'll Gonna Make Me Lose My Mind Up In Here
(Bonus material, just cuz)
