So here I am some 13 hours before I leave for Marthas Vineyard. I am packed, not too much but it appears I will be taking my laptop with me. The weather isn't going to be great especially after Saturday. It was 85 and beautiful. The trees are starting to turn but I have no idea what it will be like on the island. It's about 85 0r 90 miles from here. As I said the weather will not be ideal. There may be some showers tomorrow. There looks to be a thunderstorm on Tuesday. Wednesday and Thursday look to be a bit better. It will not be cool. It seems the temperatures will be 70 and above for so at least I won't be dealing with cold temps.
I may well be reporting in from down there, at least it's down there from my perspective. OK enough about what hasn't even happened yet. To finish up with yet another zipper head from Cambridge encounter. A lady comes to the counter and says, "Hi. I have an unusual request."
I'm thinking, "What could it be? I've been doing this for nearly 40 years and I've heard just about every request you could think of in regards to the deli. Did she want to buy one slice? That's not unusual. Did she want me to cut the slice in half so she could eat half on the way home and save the other half for later?"
I say, "Well what would you like ma'am?"
She asks, "Do you have any wooden crates that you're throwing away? I need one to bury my dog."
Sure! They're on sale! See! It's in the flyer. Right after the Land O LAKES cheese. Wooden crates to bury your dead dog. $8.99 ea. Save two bucks!
Again I say, what's wrong with these people?
I'm outta here Monday, 6:30 am, and I'm outta here now.