Snow Gods Teaching Spokane Lessons In Sidewalk Etiquette
Thinking caps on, please.
What would be a printable name for people who make absolutely no attempt to share the path when mounds of snow shrink the width of streets and sidewalks?
Our pick: Spokarhinos.
Locals make good: After reading about the Windsor Canadian Worst Workday Contest in this space, two Slice readers won televisions for their stories. One day back in 1990, Cheney’s Patricia Thurber thought it was a friend phoning her at work, so she joked “What idiot’s calling me on a speakerphone?” The idiot was one of her high-level bosses.
And Jerry Evans was working at a California airport when, after getting drenched with jet fuel, he had to remove his clothes and get hosed off…as a crowd in a nearby terminal watched with interest.
Sometimes winter requires finesse: Everyone has heard about friendly neighbors who, after clearing their own driveway and walk, use their snow-throwers to help out the folks next door. A grand gesture. “Grace personified,” is how one reader put it. But how do you handle it if you are the people next door and the truth is that you actually like shoveling your own driveway once in a while?
More customers for life: Before Thanksgiving, Lynn Rindal rented a couple of movies at Hastings in the Valley. Somehow the videos wound up in her niece’s car and stayed gone for a week when the niece drove to Seattle. “When I finally got the movies back, I owed nearly $50 in late fees,” wrote Rindal. “I explained the situation to an employee (sorry, I do not remember the young man’s name). He politely told me he would take care of it, and to just consider it his Christmas gift to me.”
And Newman Lake’s Jim Hogan told about a service manager at Knudtsen Chevrolet who was more interested in helping Hogan fix his problem himself than in hooking him for some expensive parts and labor.
Just wondering: Wellpinit’s Arnold Alexie reports that he hears people say “pooka-pooka” in a variety of situations. And he would like to know just what that is supposed to mean.
We’re not even going to speculate: About the guy we saw buying Claudia Schiffer workout tapes.
Name game: The Detroit Free Press runs a sewing column written by a woman named Barbara Gash.
Choose your scenario: “I Love Mike My Husband” was finger-written in a snow bank outside the the San Marco Apartments at the west end of downtown Spokane.
Right beneath that, someone had added “I Loved Him To (sic).”
Probably just some joker’s idea of humor. But it was hard to resist imagining several more interesting possibilities. Which brings us to…
Today’s Slice question: What’s the best snow graffiti you’ve seen?
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