"Is that tear gas?"
"No, ma'am, it's pepper spray."
"Can you hold it up for me?"
(irritated, go-away look) "No, ma'am."
I have a bunch of photos of DNC stuff, including the evening roundup of protesters, but I don't have time to get them all up with a coherent narrative right now. You can check out Alice's excellent photos at Denver Stuff in the meantime.
You're so brave. The RNC is in my neck of the woods next week, and I won't go anywhere near it. I'm huddling down in my safe, quiet little 'burb and staying put.ReplyDelete
He was polite.ReplyDelete
But it's so tough to get over the ma'am instead of the miss thing.
When a man says ma'am I want to look over my shoulder and give the honor to my mom, not me!
Amy, I wonder if the protests will be more lively there, given the opposition to the war. Here much of what people were saying was preaching to the choir, so it didn't seem to have much oomph. There it seems like conflict would be more likely.ReplyDelete
But if I were you I'd go check out the downtown scene anyway. It's not often you get to see your own town so completely transformed.
Titus, I first got ma'am-ed 20 years ago. Shocker then, but I'm used to it now.