So Daniel Tosh is coming to town, which reminds me of a story. He is one of my favorite comedians, and one time I went to see him, and happened to chat a little with him in the bar after his performance. I laughed at something and he goes, "you have a shrill voice". So then I told him this story:
I went to Cancun with my mom and Keri and Marc and Dawn Aasen and Auntie Betsy and they all decided that they wanted to take a day trip out to Cozumel, but I had already been there plus I didn't feel like WAKING UP and we were at an all inclusive so they all went and I decided to stay behind. I went down by the pool and got a chair and started reading/napping/drinking/napping/reading. It was nice. I was kind of facing the ocean but on a several-tiered area near a pool. Then Jorge, the studly gorgeous events coordinator stops by to chat me up and I start talking to him, trying to practice my Spanish but giving up and reverting to English *like I do* and we chatted for a little while about mundane things. Where are you from?
What do you do?
etc. etc. etc.
And once in a while, while I'm talking I hear the faint sound of a woman yelling, but it's no more than a mosquitos volume, what with the loud crashing waves so nearby. And so I ignore it and keep talking. And a little later the mosquito becomes a little louder and I hear "shut up!" , but keep talking (of course). And soon enough I hear "BE QUIET!", but this person is SO not talking to me and so of course I never stop talking. Mind you I was not yelling or anything. Just *maybe* talking into waves, to a guy sitting maybe 6 feet from me...talking about the mortgage business for crying out loud. And then suddenly, out of the blue:
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOUR VOICE. IS LIKE A DRILL. TO MY HEAD!!!"
At this point it became clear that the woman was talking to me. I started crying and Jorge was at a loss for what to do and so he just walked away.
Ha,ha,ha,ha,ha,ha.......I don't know what else to say......
What a sweet story. So, are you and sensitive-ears lady the best of friends now?
Good grief. Why didn't she just move? How ridiculous! I would have cried, too.
If it were me I would have given that lady a piece of my mind. Hand on hip, eye brows raised, stealy stare over my glasses. "Who do you think you are? You don't like my voice? Well too bad, this is a free country. If all the ugly things were illegal you would have been drowned at birth. You want me to shut up? Then do me a favor and buy yourself a ski mask!" Come on Kady, you have to stand up for yourself!:)
Yes, but we were in Mexico, which is NOT a free country. Just kidding. I did take a picture of her crotch (she was reading a book with her legs up). I will post it if I can find it.
I was planning on using it for revenge.
I can't stop laughing. She's probably a very nice lady and she cracked.
In her defense your voice was like a drill, Kady. A drill to her head.
It seems so extreme. A DRILL?
I think the lady was a schitzophrenic maniac and it's a good thing you didn't stand up for yourself or she would have drowned you in the ocean. Jacqui
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