I made what I swore to myself was the last trip to the store yesterday to get more batteries and water. As soon as I entered the store I heard the stentorian raspy voice of Miss Netty, a local eccentric (some people cal her Miss Nutty.) This woman must have been born with a megaphone sutured onto her vocal cords, because you can hear her all over the store.

Miss Nut-Uh I mean Miss Netty-had cornered somebody in the canned vegetable aisle and was saying "The Lord destroyed the wicked cities of Sodom and Gomorrah with fire, but with his breath he blew a great wall of wind and water against New Orleans and destroyed than sinful city. He's not finished with that wicked place yet--he's gonna send this hurricane (Gustav) and wipe them out. Yep, they're in for another blow job."

I was in the checkout line, and the cashier and I were chuckling when Miss Nut-I mean Netty came in line behind me, looking for someone else to pounce on and preach to. I ignored her, which she didn't like. Out in the parking lot, she glared at my car (A Honda) and frowned "This is not even an American car, is it?"  I could hear her thinking "this sinful person is in for another blow job too." Isn't it nice to know God has a personal spokesman right here in deep south Mississippi?

susil

Comments:

Haven't seen nut cases down here but in New York on the subway, they would haunt the cars and rant and rail at the other passengers. We also got people in "desperate" situations, relating long stories about their travails (I have cancer, my wife died in childbirth, my baby is a paraplegic, I am a war veteran -- " all related in a raspy voice, each tone striving for air, sort of the way Janis Joplin used to sing, like she was straining at stool. At least we don't get those down here. No public transportation of any consequence. (I do think I saw a bus once. Maybe it was a hallucination.) I digress.

comment by tealstar on Sept 1, 2008 6:10 PM ()

Hi teal; those desperate people relating their travails are
suspicious to me--they probably use any money they get to buy
drugs or booze, etc. People in situations that desperate have
Medicaid or Veterans benefits or food stamps et-or all of it.
ButI don't like Miss Netty or her ilk preaching to me, or ranting
and railing about anything for that matter..But I digress

reply by susil on Sept 2, 2008 2:54 PM ()

We all have our Miss Netties. How I hate self anointed voices of God.

comment by elderjane on Sept 1, 2008 10:08 AM ()

Me too..

reply by susil on Sept 2, 2008 2:56 PM ()

comment by marta on Sept 1, 2008 12:36 AM ()

Hi marta!

reply by susil on Sept 2, 2008 2:59 PM ()

Good one, Sue. Hope you're staying safe!

comment by catdancer on Aug 31, 2008 9:30 PM ()

Hi Karen; everything turned out fine..

reply by susil on Sept 2, 2008 3:00 PM ()

Funny story. Thanks for sharing.

comment by busymichmom on Aug 31, 2008 8:29 PM ()

Mucho thanks for stopping by!

reply by susil on Aug 31, 2008 8:36 PM ()

Oh do I have funny story about someone using that particular turn of phrase without realizing what they were saying. Hilarious story, Susil!!

comment by jerms on Aug 31, 2008 8:12 PM ()

Well for goodness sakes, jerms, let's hear that story!

reply by susil on Aug 31, 2008 8:33 PM ()

Every town has to have one--it must be some kind of a law, or something! Ours is fine when he's taking his meds. When he's not, look out!

comment by jjoohhnn on Aug 31, 2008 8:06 PM ()

Hi jj; I don't think drugs of any knd would help Miss
Netty!

reply by susil on Aug 31, 2008 8:30 PM ()