Blurting Stuff Out
I know how Donald feels.
Evidently, his mouth got him into a bit of trouble when he was showing the Russians around his new office.
He mentioned 'nutjob' and firing the guy who was investigating him because he was feeling pressure.
I don't think the pressure is off now.
And I think of Ralph Kramden saying:
"Me and my big mouth."
Been there!
Plenty of times!!
I think that my very worst example of this surrounds the death of a friend of mine back about twenty-five years ago.
Ron was a decent guy who had a lot of bad luck. Whenever he missed a day of work I would have to sit in for him.
It happened quite a bit, but he was a relatively young man and he always bounced back. We busted each other's chops quite a bit so when he called me one Friday, after missing three days of work, I said:
"Are you coming back to work? We have a pool going on what day you're going to buy it."
He laughed.
"And what is gonna' take you out."
"I feel better," he said. "But I'm thinking it'll be my heart and a few days ago I thought it might be relatively soon."
"Oh good!" I said. "That's what I have."
Ron laughed.
It was my last conversation with him.
He died the next day.
Three days later I was pretty shook up. I went to his wake, and stepped up in front of his grieving family.
"I'm Cliff. I worked with Ron. I'm so sorry," I said.
"Are you the guy who started the pool?" Ron's wife asked.
That was the exact moment when I knew exactly what Trump felt like when he learned that his Comey comment was out in the public.
I wanted to crawl in with Ron!!
"Well," his wife said. "Rest assured that Ron thought that was funny as hell. He was telling everyone on Friday. He really enjoyed working with you."
I felt badly about my dopey remark for a lot of years...
...Donnie might too.
Evidently, his mouth got him into a bit of trouble when he was showing the Russians around his new office.
He mentioned 'nutjob' and firing the guy who was investigating him because he was feeling pressure.
I don't think the pressure is off now.
And I think of Ralph Kramden saying:
"Me and my big mouth."
Been there!
Plenty of times!!
I think that my very worst example of this surrounds the death of a friend of mine back about twenty-five years ago.
Ron was a decent guy who had a lot of bad luck. Whenever he missed a day of work I would have to sit in for him.
It happened quite a bit, but he was a relatively young man and he always bounced back. We busted each other's chops quite a bit so when he called me one Friday, after missing three days of work, I said:
"Are you coming back to work? We have a pool going on what day you're going to buy it."
He laughed.
"And what is gonna' take you out."
"I feel better," he said. "But I'm thinking it'll be my heart and a few days ago I thought it might be relatively soon."
"Oh good!" I said. "That's what I have."
Ron laughed.
It was my last conversation with him.
He died the next day.
Three days later I was pretty shook up. I went to his wake, and stepped up in front of his grieving family.
"I'm Cliff. I worked with Ron. I'm so sorry," I said.
"Are you the guy who started the pool?" Ron's wife asked.
That was the exact moment when I knew exactly what Trump felt like when he learned that his Comey comment was out in the public.
I wanted to crawl in with Ron!!
"Well," his wife said. "Rest assured that Ron thought that was funny as hell. He was telling everyone on Friday. He really enjoyed working with you."
I felt badly about my dopey remark for a lot of years...
...Donnie might too.
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