September 28, 2005

No more playing games...

I got on a plane Monday after an enjoyable trip to Albuquerque. I did my usual. I went to the back of the plane and took my aisle seat. In a little while, two nice young ladies made their way down the aisle and asked if the seats next to me were taken. Of course I got up and let them take their seats. We made small talk for awhile, then during the flight I decided it was time to play my little traveling game. This is where I offer to give anyone fifty dollars if they can guess my vocation. People have guessed attorney, teacher, and even Texas oil tycoon. So now feeling comfortable in our conversation, I gave the young ladies a chance to win some money. They thought about the question, and I could see they were reviewing our conversation and looking me up and down to how I was dressed. I guess it was because I travel a lot, had on boots and jeans, and of course talk with a mean country accent, that one of the ladies said, “I know what you do, you’re a rodeo clown.” Well, you guessed it, this put an end to my little traveling game. Though I didn’t loose fifty dollars, I now, after all these years, have lost my desire to play this little game. I liked it a lot better when I was a rich Texas oil tycoon.

3 comments:

Bulldogita AKA Myrna said...

Come Christmas you could vie for Rudolph's spot.

Granna said...

A) Can't believe you sit in the back of the plane where the ride is the bumpiest.
B) You can change your name from Ron to Bandy!!
c) I quit playing my "guess how old I am" game when my grandson thought for a minute and said "100"

Lisa Jo said...

I think the "Clown Nose" might throw a few people off if you try playing the game with it ON !!! You were a ton of fun to sit next to on the ride home from Alb. NM, God truly does place people where He wants them, doesn't He? I was truly enlightened. Thanks for the laughs !
LJ