Tickled Pink

You’re A Hero If You Don’t Steal It!

You read that correctly!

Last week on our local news, a story was shared that has made it across the country. I’m didn’t even pay attention to where it actually happened as I got so “Tickled Pink” by the newscaster’s response.

It was even on the Today show prior to being on our local news.

Maybe you heard about it. I’ll give a brief synopsis of the event:

A couple of young football players went to a store to buy something. Upon arriving, they pause at the door to apparently see if it has closed, but realize the door was still unlocked. They open the door and look in. Though they see nobody in the store, the door was unlocked and the lights were on so they entered. Then they proceeded to pick out the stuff they came for and approached the counter. In full view of the camera, they show what they picked out and laid the money on the counter. Making sure the camera records that they were being honest and paying for their items. 

As the local reporter here in Northeast Ohio was reporting the event, the other newscaster is totally dumbfounded by the whole chain of events. As the lady finishes the report, you see the camera pan across the whole desk and the male reporter sitting there with his mouth open. The lady looks at him oddly and begins to giggle. When he could hold it no longer, he replied…

“So now, if you go into a store that is left unlocked after closing, help yourself to what you want, leave the money on the counter to pay for what you’re taking – you’re a HERO? “

They proceed on with the rest of the news and sports for the show. At the end of the newscast, they have that last few moments where they sometimes laugh between each other about something that was shared during the show. You guessed it, he went back to it.

“Let me get this straight.  So now, you’re a HERO if you actually PAY for something which is what you’re supposed to do?”

This has made me “Tickled Pink” laughing at the newscaster clear into this week! Seriously though, he does have a point. These four football players were even interviewed to brag about their Hero-ness. I have to agree with the newsman as to why these kids are given Hero status for paying for something they should be paying for. Like now, if you don’t steal it and decide to pay for something that you take from a store, you’re a HERO!!! WooHoo!

Check it out: http://www.today.com/video/today/52863283/#52863283

So whaddya think? Should we start a new revolution? Should we all remind everyone we meet that we are Hero’s because we pay for our groceries, etc. when we go to the store?

…and that’s all I have to say about that!

Tammy

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ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

Have you ever had one of those days when you just felt like everyone was spitting or pooping on you?  I’m serious here!

I have had so many times of people spitting on my face or animals pooping on me that it has become a family joke.  On me of course…literally!  This started way back when.

A vivid memory I have, and an oh so grotesque one I have involved my Dad, Mom, Me and my Grandmother (my Dad’s Mom).  I must interject here that if you knew my Grandmother, you know where this is going, but since many of you didn’t know her an explanation is due.  You see, my Grandmother liked to spit.  Not the chew the tobacco then spit into a cup kinda lady.  The snort up a large lugey and spit it.  She had wastebaskets and newspapers spread all over the floor in her favorite seats in the house.  Get the picture.  Good, as it will help.  Back to the memory.  We were riding in my Dad’s convertible.  My Dad was driving and my Mom was behind him.  My Grandmother was in the front passenger seat and I was, well, you guessed it, right behind her in the back seat.  Yup – oh boy, what a treat!  As it was a beautiful, sunny day my Dad had the top down.  After a little while my Grandmother, God bless her, well, she decided it was time to…SPIT.  So she did.  Can you just imagine where that lugey went?  Precisely!  Directly onto my right cheek.  And that thang was as big as my cheek. Are you kidding me?

Another memory:  While walking through the Berlin Germany Zoo back in 1994, my Husband, Daughter and I were enjoying a few monkeys playing around.  We were intently watching them play tag when all of a sudden I felt something warm on my face.  Again!  It seems that a flock of birds had just had lunch and needed to relieve themselves.  Right onto my right cheek, down the front of my shirt and into the inside of my left shoe.  Are you kidding me?

I can’t even count on two hands the amount of people who have gotten so into their stories to me that they literally sprayed them onto my face.  Pretty much on the right cheek, in fact! Are you kidding me?

Then there was today.

As I was walking to my car from work, I was enjoying the 52 degree day here in Ohio.  It was rather windy, but when there is 52 degrees in the middle of January, I will take some wind!  Apparently, our fine feathered friends were out enjoying the fair weather as well.  And eating.  And, you guessed it, pooping!  On whom you might ask?  Well, give you one guess!  Oh, and guess where?  But of course, across my right cheek and the left lens of my glasses.  Are you kidding me? See, I have proof below…

Now, you might say how in the world is she going to spin encouragement into this. Have no fear, my friends.  For no matter how many times people will spit lugies or spray spit across your face or birds will drop bombs on you when you least expect it, it boils down to the same thing.  Whether it’s the spitting, pooping, or insults being flung from folks.  You just gotta do what I did today.  I just cracked up so hard that it “Tickled Me Pink.” And then I just turned the other cheek and yelled, “Ha, is that all you got birdie?”

…and that’s all I have to say about that.

Tammy