Cultural Shock

Just a funny story because we all (especially I) have been so verklempt lately about the SOTU.

Had an arborist over today because after suffering through 3 hurricanes in SW Florida that tore up 2,000 lb Banyon trees, I wanted an assessment of the pine tree forest in which we live. Got good advice and reasonable quotes but the owner of the company charmed me completely with this:

1. “Well, little lady you do have some risks here and this is how I can remove them at minimal cost. We’re familiar with your property and would be happy to assist with any further issues.”
2. He was swathed in silver crosses around neck and wrist.
3. The south Georgia accent was palpable as were the cowboy boots and hat. The pick-up truck was huge and I hope it takes a million gallons of gas to fill it. We have low gas taxes in this state and I want to irritate tree-huggers as much as possible.
4. He and I know each other from the original construction, but he insists on calling me ma’am.

Ms. New Yawker/ bi-coastal gal is becoming truly enamoured by fly-over citizens! 🙂

Again, just a little pick-me-up as I realize I’ve been the voice of doom this week.