<<She must have really been in a lousy mood that day!>>
That is what my take was at the time (that someone had peed in her Wheaties that morning) -- and it did not help things when I implied that in my "why the heck can't I post email." <g> At the time I did not think much any of it was very funny, either, but it makes for a good story now. Funny how a lot of life's little events end up that way.
Our second encounter netted me a SI T-shirt a few months later. While actually reading the TOU one day (I seem to recall that they were TOS back then), shortly after SI had moved to mid America, I discovered that the TOU still had a statement that they were controlled by the law of State X (where they had moved from) rather than state Y where they were at the time. (I am using X and Y because I have consumed far too much alcohol since then and must have killed the brain cells that stored the memory of the precise states.)
Basically, they had not caught it and were happy someone else had caught it in some context other than when it mattered. Thus, a T-shirt for my efforts. Now, the real story....
When I got the T-shirt, being the giving person I am, (cough, choke, sputter), I gave it to my wife. She took one look at it and very firmly and loudly (although not too pleasantly) announced that she could not believe that I would give her such a thing to wear since she would never wear anything on her chest that she was a "Silicone" Investor. It was a while before I could explain because I could not stop laughing. A short discussion about the finer differences between "silicone" and "silicon" cured the problem and got me out of the doghouse. While that T-shirt has grown old, she still wears it around the house on occasion.
Of course, since that day, I have not been able to look at it without thinking about (literally and imagination wise) on the possibilities of being a "silicone" investor.
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