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on the Geeks at the store where she purchased her pride & joy. Instead, she ended up calming down, behaving and treating the Computer Geek who helped her out the next morning, with respect. My friend Mette … Buttered him Up, if you will. 
And VOILA! Her computer was fixed! That was Exhibit A that you have to choose carefully on which situations you're gonna figuratively Chuck Norris 
the snot out of some Service Person … and when you're gonna skillfully and subtly Butter Up a Service Person so as to get what you want. 
Peppermint guaranteed Mette that if she followed that plan step by step, by the numbers, she'd not only have me hilariously soaking up all that flattery like a sponge, but she'd also have herself a New Blog Theme Design. So, Mette put on some Lipstick and Makeup. She curled up her eyelashes to optimum Eyelash-Batting Flirting efficiency. She brushed her hair to the perfect Sparkling Shine & Smoothness. 
So, I went, "Whoa Whoa Whoa! What is this? Y'all put 5W/30 oil in my Rodeo … after I specifically told y'all I didn't want that? I saw the guy go to Kmart. What happened?" All sheepish at having been caught red-handed, I was told, "Well, you see, they didn't have any 10W/30 oil at Kmart. And since 5W/30 is the actual recommended oil for your Rodeo, we figured there'd be no harm." I went, "First of all, I go to that Kmart all the time and I KNOW for a fact that they do have Mobil 1 10W/30 oil there. Secondly, WHY would y'all put oil in my Rodeo that I specifically said I didn't want, regardless of what's recommended for my vehicle?"
I have a Degree in Auto Mechanical Engineering! I have designed engines and transmissions. I've been in this business for many years. I happen to know NOTHING is going to happen if that 5W/30 oil stays in your vehicle because that's what it's supposed to have!" Not blinking and standing my ground, I shot back, "I don't care what Degree you have or that you have designed engines and transmissions. I asked for a specific weight of oil. Y'all agreed to comply with my request. Then error or not, y'all reneged on what was agreed."
I was gonna take a shot at using some Psychology … Ummm, Guilt Trip, whatever. Sump’m Sump’m Bizarro at the Movies
Monday, 15. June 2009, 05:31:01
Whew! I've been running ragged since Friday, working feverishly, trying to keep up with my Opera Community News Feeds. Since the Friday morning Opera Community MOTW selection Cool surprise, it's been hectic. Earlier that morning, I hadn't exactly counted on writing a Post that day. It was possible at the time that I might decide later that I WOULD write my weekly Post on Friday evening, but it was a low likelihood. Once I found out about my being selected MOTW … while NOT required, I certainly felt it was preferable and appropriate that I write an official MOTW Post. Yeah, I had to scramble and improvise a Post, yet without compromising on coherency just because of the impromptu nature of the writing task. Oh sure, I could have then subsequently declared that Post as my Post for the week. But, Nay, I say! That would be cheating. That would be taking the easy way out. I'm guessing I was selected MOTW because of my stories. So, if my stories are what got me this honor, then another story is what I shall deliver. 
Those of y'all who read my last week's Post, are aware that I alluded to originally having planned that Post as a Double Feature at Chuck's Drive-In.
I didn't end up needing the 2nd part of that Double Feature as the space would NOT be available. I of course then ingeniously … or perhaps in a perturbing manner, 
planted the seed and built up the anticipation for this week's Post by letting on that this 2nd part of that original Double Feature was similar in outrageous nature to the 1st part. 
As I promised or at least loosely advertised, this week's Post involves another story, which recounts another odd situation featuring yet another of various Bizarre-behaving girls / women that I have encountered in my years.
This story is circa early 90s. As is typical for us all, it had been a long, tiresome week. The weekend was now upon me. It was time for relaxing, unwinding, decompressing. It was a hot day. So, what better idea than to go take in a matinee in a nice and cool theater? After all, the pre-show slogan used to say, "Escape at the Movies."
On matinee days, I wouldn't even eat lunch. The large popcorn and large Dr. Pepper would be my lunch. Ahhh, yes, it was always great, enjoyable to escape at a matinee. Just go to a matinee where no one knows my name, where no one's even aware I came. Just forget about stress and any and all negativity.
I had my popcorn and Dr. Pepper and was already seated in the theater. I can't remember what movie was playing, but it was probably NOT some huge Summer Blockbuster movie because there were plenty of seats still empty. Now I don't know about y'all, but I believe there is an unwritten rule. When there is plenty of seating available in a theater, you should NOT go and sit right next to some stranger. You should at the absolute minimum leave at least 1 empty seat between you and them. However, preferably, you should leave more than 1 seat of space. You should allow them plenty of personal space if it is there to spare.
There I was, minding my own business. The movie hadn't started yet. I was already well into wolfing down my popcorn lunch and drinking my Dr. Pepper. I had already commenced making the methodical transition into Escape at the Movies mode. I was already In the Zone. A woman then happened to turn into the row where I was sitting. She was entering from my left. I thought, "No Biggie. She's no doubt going to go sit in the middle of the row." What to my surprise should happen? With probably 80% of the theater empty, the woman decides to sit on the seat to my immediate right. WTF? I didn't say it, but I was thinking, "Ahem! Uhhh, excuse me! Are you NOT aware of the unwritten rule about NOT seating next to a stranger if there is plenty of seating?"
I decided to just keep calm and NOT worry about it. After all, what could possibly happen? I'm sure she was just a woman who was there to mind her business, relax and enjoy a movie. I mean, it's NOT like she could possibly have some other plan, agenda, ulterior motive, could she?
The movie began. While I can't remember what movie was playing, I do know that it was some Suspense / Thriller type of movie. Why do I remember that? Because it was the catalyst for what was about to happen. The movie got to a suspenseful scene. Suddenly catching me completely off guard, the woman makes some sound of being scared and grabs my arm.
And I don't mean slightly, but rather a full-fledged GRAB like as if she had come there with me. Logically, I would have thought that she would have noticed her inadvertent odd behavior and gone something like, "Oh, I'm sorry! Just force of habit." Then letting go of my arm would have followed, right? But, Nooooooo! She remained latched on to me.
Then on the next scary scene, with her already having a solid grab of my arm, she now assigns herself carte blanche to mediumishly dig her nails into my arm and put her head on my shoulder!
I wasn't freaked out. It was more of a combo of me being definitely perplexed, mystified and … Okay, slightly smile-eliciting being entertained. 
By then, I don't think I was even concentrating on the movie. I was focusing more on the extreme liberty, which this total stranger woman had taken on me. 
So yeah, as the movie progressed and the suspenseful and scary scenes continued, this mystery woman's head was already camped out on my shoulder.
And her fingers and sometimes Claws nails were apparently part of my Right Arm. Mind you, NOT once did she remotely inquire, "Oh, I hope you don't mind. Is this OK? It's just that I'm scared." And no, it doesn't end there. As the movie moved along, she felt even more comfortable with me. Now the arm grab would alternate with caresses of my Right Arm. She then masterfully, with extreme finesse, subtly laid one of her hands just above my Right Knee. Heh Heh Heh! Oops! I mean, 
"Whoa! Hey! What's going on here?" Then with her Right Leg crossed over her Left Leg, she now proceeded to unmistakably gently massage my Right Calf with her Right Foot! 
I kid y'all NOT!
I tell you, the comfort into which she seemed to have settled with her BOLDNESS disguised as being scared, was really odd. By then I had probably lost the plot to the movie. I was now like some Psychologist Researcher studying this woman's behavior. Cuz you KNOW that had the tables been turned, I would at the very least have gotten slapped. On the more extremes, I would have been banned from the theater and the Police would have very likely been called.
The movie finally came to the end. The lights came on and Clingy Caressing Woman and I parted ways as if nothing had gone on. Yep, mysteriously I seem to attract these Weirdettes who don't play with a Full Deck. -
Those of y'all who read my last week's Post, are aware that I alluded to originally having planned that Post as a Double Feature at Chuck's Drive-In.
I didn't end up needing the 2nd part of that Double Feature as the space would NOT be available. I of course then ingeniously … or perhaps in a perturbing manner, planted the seed and built up the anticipation for this week's Post by letting on that this 2nd part of that original Double Feature was similar in outrageous nature to the 1st part. As I promised or at least loosely advertised, this week's Post involves another story, which recounts another odd situation featuring yet another of various Bizarre-behaving girls / women that I have encountered in my years.
This story is circa early 90s. As is typical for us all, it had been a long, tiresome week. The weekend was now upon me. It was time for relaxing, unwinding, decompressing. It was a hot day. So, what better idea than to go take in a matinee in a nice and cool theater? After all, the pre-show slogan used to say, "Escape at the Movies."
On matinee days, I wouldn't even eat lunch. The large popcorn and large Dr. Pepper would be my lunch. Ahhh, yes, it was always great, enjoyable to escape at a matinee. Just go to a matinee where no one knows my name, where no one's even aware I came. Just forget about stress and any and all negativity. I had my popcorn and Dr. Pepper and was already seated in the theater. I can't remember what movie was playing, but it was probably NOT some huge Summer Blockbuster movie because there were plenty of seats still empty. Now I don't know about y'all, but I believe there is an unwritten rule. When there is plenty of seating available in a theater, you should NOT go and sit right next to some stranger. You should at the absolute minimum leave at least 1 empty seat between you and them. However, preferably, you should leave more than 1 seat of space. You should allow them plenty of personal space if it is there to spare.
There I was, minding my own business. The movie hadn't started yet. I was already well into wolfing down my popcorn lunch and drinking my Dr. Pepper. I had already commenced making the methodical transition into Escape at the Movies mode. I was already In the Zone. A woman then happened to turn into the row where I was sitting. She was entering from my left. I thought, "No Biggie. She's no doubt going to go sit in the middle of the row." What to my surprise should happen? With probably 80% of the theater empty, the woman decides to sit on the seat to my immediate right. WTF? I didn't say it, but I was thinking, "Ahem! Uhhh, excuse me! Are you NOT aware of the unwritten rule about NOT seating next to a stranger if there is plenty of seating?"
I decided to just keep calm and NOT worry about it. After all, what could possibly happen? I'm sure she was just a woman who was there to mind her business, relax and enjoy a movie. I mean, it's NOT like she could possibly have some other plan, agenda, ulterior motive, could she?
The movie began. While I can't remember what movie was playing, I do know that it was some Suspense / Thriller type of movie. Why do I remember that? Because it was the catalyst for what was about to happen. The movie got to a suspenseful scene. Suddenly catching me completely off guard, the woman makes some sound of being scared and grabs my arm.
And I don't mean slightly, but rather a full-fledged GRAB like as if she had come there with me. Logically, I would have thought that she would have noticed her inadvertent odd behavior and gone something like, "Oh, I'm sorry! Just force of habit." Then letting go of my arm would have followed, right? But, Nooooooo! She remained latched on to me. Then on the next scary scene, with her already having a solid grab of my arm, she now assigns herself carte blanche to mediumishly dig her nails into my arm and put her head on my shoulder!
I wasn't freaked out. It was more of a combo of me being definitely perplexed, mystified and … Okay, slightly smile-eliciting being entertained. By then, I don't think I was even concentrating on the movie. I was focusing more on the extreme liberty, which this total stranger woman had taken on me. So yeah, as the movie progressed and the suspenseful and scary scenes continued, this mystery woman's head was already camped out on my shoulder.
And her fingers and sometimes She then masterfully, with extreme finesse, subtly laid one of her hands just above my Right Knee. Heh Heh Heh! Oops! I mean, "Whoa! Hey! What's going on here?" Then with her Right Leg crossed over her Left Leg, she now proceeded to unmistakably gently massage my Right Calf with her Right Foot! I kid y'all NOT! I tell you, the comfort into which she seemed to have settled with her BOLDNESS disguised as being scared, was really odd. By then I had probably lost the plot to the movie. I was now like some Psychologist Researcher studying this woman's behavior. Cuz you KNOW that had the tables been turned, I would at the very least have gotten slapped. On the more extremes, I would have been banned from the theater and the Police would have very likely been called.
The movie finally came to the end. The lights came on and Clingy Caressing Woman and I parted ways as if nothing had gone on. Yep, mysteriously I seem to attract these Weirdettes who don't play with a Full Deck.
- 
I logged on today later than usual. There was a vague PM from my friend Andrew (Southern Cross). There was nothing, but a quick link. Lo & Behold, where should that link lead me to, but none other than the Opera Community Home Page. I had to do a double and triple take to make sure of what I was seeing. 
I mean, there are 2 Million Members! There might NOT necessarily be 2 Million active Blogs out there on the Opera Community, but I'm sure there are a LOT! So, to be selected MOTW of a Global Blog Community that is the Opera Community, it is a Great Honor! 
I hope that quenched your thirst for some thigh-slappin, howling, hilarious FUN. And hopefully everyone else was also entertained. 
WIDGETIZE