Friday, April 24, 2009

Planet X

So I have been discovering things about LeMars that lead me to believe I might actually be on a whole 'nother planet. Clue #1: several weeks ago I was checking out my buys at WalMart. Not my favorite place, but hey, they sell cardstock and computer things cheaper than, well the paper store. But I digress...Since I was waiting to check out I thought it would be a good idea to observe. I am often found wanting in that area so when I can practice observing, I do!... Ahem, yes, well what I observed was the clerk. Something funny there. Hmmm. She? was dressed like a woman, her name tag said 'Joanne' but, well she? really didn't look like a woman. Too, hmm, square if you know what I mean. Voice-several octaves lower than most of my girlfriends. Slight hint of stuble on the face. Double hmmmm....I actualy did the rude thing, I stared. I cocked my head and squinted my eyes and really really tried to figure it out. Ok, so I behaved like what I always told my kids not to do, you know, "Don't stare". Short of directly asking "her" about my observations, I had to move on.
Clue #2: yesterday we had a little old lady in. Not too much unusual in that, but this gal looked to be about 60 and had long flowing black hair. After asking one of the staff to hold her bag she raced back to the bathroom. And went directly into the men's bathroom. Well, that stopped me. And I stopped the next two gentlemen who needed to go in. Goodness aren't the doors clearly labeled? Yes indeed. Our little old lady was feeling like the male that he was born as that day. Come to find out, sometimes he/she will come in and use the ladies.... goodness.
Adding up..an arrest in our entryway. stolen daily papers,colorful characters=planet X!

2 comments:

Mr.Brian said...

LOLOLOL!!!1
I have seen JoAnne at Wal_Mart too, I had to take several looks.My folks have seen her/him??? as well. Yep times are a changin.

Lady L said...

Arrest in the entryway and stolen daily papers? You'll have to tell me more (but I don't need to hear any more of the he/she - who knows what they are stories- ick).