Blogger Stories

Sometimes you have a memory so unpleasant you just want to forget it. Sometimes you do so well that you actually forget about it...until something reminds you. I usually take a bath at night principally because I like feeling fresh when I go to bed. The other night was just like other previous nights when I would get in the bathroom after dinner. I was looking forward to spending a few hours writing my book and then conversing with the wife on Messenger. After rinsing off the last soap suds, I took the towel off the rack and began wiping off. I was wiping my chest when I felt a painful sensation. I quickly pulled the towel away from me and looked in horror at what looked like two dozen red ants on my chest!  The painful sensation extended into my back so I knew there were a number of the crimson critters there as well. I stopped wiping and poured water on myself again. The stings were excruciating! It was an effort to keep my fingers from scratching. The pain lasted a couple of hours b

Years ago, I was staying at this hotel and called downstairs to order breakfast. I ordered the American Breakfast but decided that I'd have mango juice instead of the normal coffee. The guy at the other end of the line said, "Right sir, we'll have your breakfast up in a few minutes." About a minute or so later, I got a call from him. Guy: "Ah, sir? We're out of mango juice, would you like pineapple juice instead?" Me: "Oh yeah, sure. Pineapple juice would be fine."  I just shook my head and lay back on the bed, watching tv. Another minute went by and the phone rang again. Guy: "Ah, sir? We're out of pineapple juice as well." Okay, I figured the smart thing to do would be to ask what they did have on hand. I was afraid of another "Ah, sir?". Me: "Okay, what juices do you have?" Guy: "We have orange juice, sir. Would you like to have that one?" Me: "Okay, I'll have orange juice then." Guy: