I Get My Kix
The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step, and he was glad that his first step had been where the signs were clear and not vandalized, or he’d have never found Chicago.
“Bill Posters Will Be Prosecuted.”
Leave Bill Posters alone, he’s a nice guy.
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You’re not in Kansas anymore RoFo. The cold rushing winds in the skyscraper canyons swirled his mind worse than any tornado. How would the small-town boy survive in the big city?
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Dear Archon,
A jarring tale that reminded me of arriving in New York for the first time as a teenager. Very well done.
Aloha,
Doug
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I went from a town of 2000 to a small city of 200,000. The culture shock wasn’t quite as strong. 🙂
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Dear Archon,
And kix just keep getting harder to find and the puns be a-flyin’. Cute story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I’ve noticed that, like me, you appreciate a good pun – or even a poor one. 🙄
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I confess, I cut my baby teeth on hot-crossed puns. My daddy always said the pun is the lowest form of pastry. 😉
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I’m bagel for mercy. It lox like you won that exchange, and donut forget it. 😉
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Bill Posters does get a rough deal, doesn’t he?
Very daunting to arrive in a big city for the first time.
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Huey Lewis said, “There’s a half a million things to do – all at a quarter to three.” Country boys are just getting up to milk the chickens that early. 😉
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Those skyscraper canyons are killers. I feel the country boy’s pain. Clever story.
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Belated thank you! 🙄
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you think Bill Posters has a hard time? Ask Joe King all about it. Nobody takes Joe King seriously….we also had a cop here named Richard Head….bet nobody called him ‘Dick’….
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If he was like most cops I know, I bet people did – just not to his face. 🙂
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Archon, Good story. The answer to being new in a big city is to know someone there. That’s how my daughter started in Chicago. She’s an actor and got jobs working in restaurants like she did back home, and in offices. It’s especially hard if you don’t know a soul. She was an extrovert and made more friends easily, joining comedy groups and working in clubs doing comedy skits and stand-up. She just kept at it. Well done as usual. 🙂 — Suzanne
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Yes, a support group and a strong personality are great assets. The culture shock ensues, not so much because of ‘new’ things, or even ‘strange’ things – although they’re there in abundance – it’s just the overwhelming, confusing number of things to see and hear and experience all at once. 😕 😯
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I like Kix, but prefer Cheerios…or my homemade granola. I’ve been in those places where signs are used for target practice, so your first paragraph hooked me. The next two reminded me of the signs on I-80 in Ohio that say, without punctuation,
Drug dealers
Go to jail
Call (whatever the number is),
always making me think that they want the dealers to call and go to jail on their own. 🙂
Good one.
janet
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That’s just too funny! Hahaha!
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Every area’s louts get ‘artistic’ with signs in their own way. I’ve been near enough to Redneckville to see the finalists in the rifle/shotgun stop-sign decorating contest.
The wife and I just toured Ohio. We saw the drug dealer signs from Erie, PA, through Wheeling, and around to Detroit. Well-mannered criminals, they call for an appointment. 🙄
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I loved this! I thought it was great how you focused on that pole! “Bill posters will be prosecuted…”
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My old eyes saw all the stickers – but not that specific notice. I just remembered it from an old Benny Hill skit. 🙂
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That is wonderful. 🙂
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