I am sitting here feeling sorry for myself( not really) because my right-hand middle finger looks like a Polish Sausage, I was doing some woodwork for my wife and eldest son, got a sliver pulled it out, no big deal, now I have a bottle of antibiotics. So, I guess you could say, I am sheltering in the home from the pandemic crap.
I was thinking about what funny story I could relate and one that happened when I was an apprentice came to mind. This was long time ago and it took place in River Heights. Why is that in the least important, well Winnipeg is and was a very class sensitive place to live in, it all started with the Presbyterian Church over a hundred years ago and it is still alive and well. That summer was hot, even for the prairies, and we were up to our eyes in a/c calls. My old boss was a Jewish guy( and a drunk and a womanizer but we all loved him) and he had a lot of upper-class Jewish customers in River Heights. He dispatches me over to a friend of his and tells me to keep my temper in check, I think to myself now what? I arrive on the job site, a very nice house, and one of her spoiled kids told me where the a/c was, I was taking a look at it, and I had put my tool bag down on the grass. I reach over and my tool bag was gone! I am sure everyone can relate, that it is a terrible feeling, I went from calm to; I am going to kill someone. I search around the yard and I come on this snotty twelve-year-old with my tools all over the place fixing his freaking bike. I asked him what the hell he was doing and he smart-mouthed me, whereupon he got a smack in the head, now I knew why George had said to watch my temper. The little jerk immediately runs in the house to tell his mother. Now, this call goes from silly to funny, I hear this whiny woman's voice and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Suddenly, it hit me, the voice is coming from above and since I didn't think God needed his a/c fixed it must be from the house. She starts yelling at me for clipping her son one and then, proceeds to tell me, she was naked in the bathroom, because it was so hot and I was lucky she was bare or she would come out. She then proceeds to tell me it had been so hot, she had been in her birthday suit for three days waiting on George. I thought about it, and I certainly didn't want to see her attributes, so I told her she would have cooling in fifteen minutes, and please do not come out. Tightened the Shrader valve, dumped some 22 in and ran for the truck with her still yelling, Lord deliver me from River Heights. Stay well and Be Blessed, Jack