Georgie finds comfort from Gee Gee - and some News about Fleur de Bee...
22/06/20 11:46
I hafta say right now that, if you wanna feel reassured, there’s nobody better at that than a Grandma. After I showed up at Great Grandma Gee Gee’s BootBox Door the other day, she could obviously tell that I was completely Not Myself. She invited me in, told me to sit down, brought me a large Platter full of her HoneyChew Krisp™ Cookies, a refreshing, Non-Intoxicating Frozen Beverage (she even remembered the Umbrella and the Bendy Straw), then told me to tell her what was going on.
“What’s going on, Dear?” she asked me. So I told her.
“I figured, ‘what’s to lose? I’m sure I’ll make a Fortune selling these things, Or Else,” I said, and showed her my Sample Swatter.
“Oh, dear,” she said.
“I mean, what’s not to like about selling Asian Hornet Swatters?” I asked.
“Oh, dear,” she said.
“And, beesides, I have this Coupon for a Free Nectartini...” and I showed that to her.
“Oh, dear,” she said, as she put on her Fine Print Glasses and kind of just stared at the Coupon.
“...from Lousy Louie’s,” I continued.
“Oh dear, oh dear,” she said again. It seemed that’s about all she was gonna say about any of this, until she finally said, “I’m just so sorry to have to tell you that, according to this, for you to get a Free Nectartini, you must first purchase a minimum of 87 Nectartinis, so your 88th Nectartini is free,”
“What?” I asked.
“And,” she kept reading, “this Coupon expired four days ago.”
“But I just got that thing,” I said.
“And beesides,” Gee Gee continued, “Lousy Louie’s, dear? My goodness, you shouldn’t bee hanging around with that Swarm. That place just opened, and it’s already earned a ghastly Reputation. Oh I do so hope you won’t go there, Georgie. It would just break my heart.”
Okay, fine. So much for the Free Nectartini. I most certainly don’t want to break Gee Gee’s heart. That would hurt. A lot. So I said, “Okay,” and that was that.
I stuck around with Gee Gee until I’d calmed down. By the time I left, all the Cookies were gone, my Frozen Beverage was all Melted, and it was time to leave. So I thanked Gee Gee, and left.
Anyway, yesterday - or maybee it was the day beefore, I don’t remember - when I got back home to my ShoeBox from my first day of selling Asian Hornet Swatters in the Hive, there was a Buzz•O•Gram™ stuck to my Front Door.
“What’s going on, Dear?” she asked me. So I told her.
“I figured, ‘what’s to lose? I’m sure I’ll make a Fortune selling these things, Or Else,” I said, and showed her my Sample Swatter.
“Oh, dear,” she said.
“I mean, what’s not to like about selling Asian Hornet Swatters?” I asked.
“Oh, dear,” she said.
“And, beesides, I have this Coupon for a Free Nectartini...” and I showed that to her.
“Oh, dear,” she said, as she put on her Fine Print Glasses and kind of just stared at the Coupon.
“...from Lousy Louie’s,” I continued.
“Oh dear, oh dear,” she said again. It seemed that’s about all she was gonna say about any of this, until she finally said, “I’m just so sorry to have to tell you that, according to this, for you to get a Free Nectartini, you must first purchase a minimum of 87 Nectartinis, so your 88th Nectartini is free,”
“What?” I asked.
“And,” she kept reading, “this Coupon expired four days ago.”
“But I just got that thing,” I said.
“And beesides,” Gee Gee continued, “Lousy Louie’s, dear? My goodness, you shouldn’t bee hanging around with that Swarm. That place just opened, and it’s already earned a ghastly Reputation. Oh I do so hope you won’t go there, Georgie. It would just break my heart.”
Okay, fine. So much for the Free Nectartini. I most certainly don’t want to break Gee Gee’s heart. That would hurt. A lot. So I said, “Okay,” and that was that.
I stuck around with Gee Gee until I’d calmed down. By the time I left, all the Cookies were gone, my Frozen Beverage was all Melted, and it was time to leave. So I thanked Gee Gee, and left.
Anyway, yesterday - or maybee it was the day beefore, I don’t remember - when I got back home to my ShoeBox from my first day of selling Asian Hornet Swatters in the Hive, there was a Buzz•O•Gram™ stuck to my Front Door.
After I finally got it translated, it turns out it was from an associate of Fleur de Bee in Paris. It seems that Fleur had an Unfortunate Mishap after she had accidentally fallen asleep inside a Pop Bottle on the floor of a French Commuter Train, After two and a half hours of rolling around and banging into things, she suffered some fairly Minor Serious Injuries, so I was beeing informed that Fleur would bee arriving inside a First Aid Kit inside a Diplomatic Pouch that would bee arriving here at Midnight on the 24th, that she was coming here to Recuperate, and that I should make arrangements for her Appropriate Secure and Luxurious Accommodations.
So, beefore my next Sales Call, I’m gonna do that.
Let’s all bee highly careful out there!
