...not when I have to have it at our staff "ice cream social" as served by our staff looney!
A devotee of all eras but the one he is in, a WWII buff who has NEVER served in any branch of the service, he had the room all fitted with his authentic "soda fountain" dishes and glasses, INSISTED on scooping the ice cream for everyone AND insisted on playing 40s music on his cassette player.
I might add that his entire desk is outfitted in 40s stuff, complete with an old time typewriter and fan he doesn't use, a stick of vintage chewing gum (well, the wrapper with some silver foil --I ASSUME the gum is gone) and some photographs that are NOT of his fiancee, who is NOT a pin-up type at all!
He loves doing this "soda jerker" routine. I just leave off the "soda" and the "er". And I opted out of the social.
Now usually I cherish eccentricity. I'm not exactly the "salt of the earth" type by any means.
As I'm sure those of you kind enough to read this blog have figured out by now(!)
But this is not eccentricity. It's lunacy bordering on mental illness!
That reminds me--have I defined mishegosse and meshugah yet for all you nice gentiles? I don't think I have. Guess it will be coming soon to this blog.
Because this guy is both................................