Ok, the Joke’s on Me!
Eat Raw Corn: Nope. In fact, I did just the opposite. I contacted Asociación Mexicana de Profesionales de la Promoción all by my English-speaking self. I sat at my desk and watched my fingers pick up the receiver, dial the country code for Mexico and then the association’s telephone number. I soon heard the phone ring and a short time thereafter, a kind receptionist answered, “Hola!” I don’t know why I was so surprised she answered in Spanish and that every other word following “Hola!” was in Spanish. After an unsuccessful tango between broken English and Spanish (on both my and the receptionist’s part) I said, “Adios,” and hung up in sheer bewilderment. Suffice to say, I never got through to the association’s president!
I can assure you that I’ve done my fair share of hurrying and have had more servings of raw corn than anyone would want!
Well, that’s the joke for the day, folks—it’s on me. Do write back and let me know if you’re enjoying, (tolerating or hating), the blog.
‘Til we chat again...