By Chuck Woodbury
Calm down, Chuck, just calm down! That is what I am telling myself at this very moment. The reason is because a man has said something to me that made me mad! Maybe it shouldn’t have bothered me. But it did.
I was buying groceries at the supermarket. When I was about to finish up in the checkout line, the checker handed me my change and said, “Thanks, Pal!”
Pal? Yes, he called me Pal. I hate being called Pal. Pal is a name for a dog, but not a person. Now, if I were best friends with this particular person, he could call me Pal and it would be okay. But the point is, he is NOT my Pal and I don’t think he ever will be! I think that calling someone Pal who you do not know is disrespectful.
In this instance, had I been quick-witted, I would have said right back to him, “Well, thank you, too, PAL!” Then we would have been two pals.
Now that I think of it, where does the word “pal” come from? Is it short for something? If you say pal over and over again it sounds stupid.
And while I am at it, don’t call me Buddy either!
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