mystery monday
today's mystery was more like a *mys* cos it was a flying-visit-mystery between A Fab Morning At Deb's and M5's swimming lesson...
but the lads loved it:
a visit to the dairy.
it was supposed to be *WALK TO THE PARK AND GET HOT CHIPPIES FOR LUNCH or VISIT THE DAIRY* but we didn't have time for the walk...
and what is it about The Dairy that is so alluring???
rows and rows of indecision await you and your gold coin. The Unfriendly Dairy Lady huffs impatiently while you hum and haw between the K-bar and the sour twirl fizzer. And then she goes and re-stacks a shelf while you still decide. And then when you finally make up your mind, your brother has chosen the same lollies as you, and That Won't Do. So you've gotta choose a different combination while The Unfriendly Dairy Lady does her Puffing Billy impersonation, and Mummy patiently suggests all sorts of combinations while surreptitiously jangling the car keys and checking the time.
My friend Nik used to take her kids to a Friendly Dairy Man who would say such things as, "If you buy This and That, you can get an extra one of These, just today..."
That's How To Win Friends and Influence People. There should be a Course available for Friendly Dairy Owners. To turn Unfriendly Dairy Ladies into Nice People.
oh, and here's yesterday's hockey tanty, er game between Hubby and S9:
posted by skatey katie @ 3:35 PM
10 Comments:
Ooh, the Nasty Dairy Lady - the bane of my existence! I took for ages picking out a treat as mine was weekly. *gasp* Such pressure!
Is your Dairy more like an Ice Cream parlour? Our Dairy's consist of cows eating hay and getting ready for a milking
Huh -- I've found jangling the car keys to be non-efficacious. Perhaps it works better in the Southern Hemisphere?? lol
I have to second Beachmama's question-what exactly is a dairy??? A candy store???
yes, in NZ, a *dairy* is a little shop/store that is "just up the road" and sells milk and bread and drinks and the newspaper and lots of Things That You Need Five Minutes After The Supermarket Has Closed... all for exorbitant prices... and LOLLIES (aka candy)
but we also have *dairy farmers* who milk cows twice daily.....
and in my experience, they’re really nice to Indecisive Small Persons.
I guess your *dairy* is what we would call a "convenience store." And things are marked up exorbitantly here too; you pay extra for the *convenience*. Lollies - woulda just thought "lollipops" - candy on a stick.
I just thought a dairy was what we might call an "ice-cream store," a place that generally just serves ice cream or frozen soft-serve. In Germany, they had "milk bars"; don't remember too much about them though.
Now I understand how your guys can be playing hockey outside - field hockey! Duh! I even played field hockey in high school as part of physical education. When we say hockey up north in the frozen wilds, we generally are talking about the kind played on ice skates with a little puck.
Is this the T C dairy? If so, I can remember the grumpy lady! They should sell it and let a nice dairy lady be kind and patient to all the children wanting to buy lollies! Gosh you make me chuckle Katie! Your story writing is soooo funny!
barb
lol about the hockey, the only ice hockey that gets played in the North Island of NZ is on an indoor skating rink... but i've seen outdoor rinks at the movies!!!
mel
it was at a dairy down the road from deb's, but They Are Everywhere, Those Dairy Ladies... my kiddos often remember the day that the one at TC made your harry cry... crazy behaviour really, cos kids are paying customers too, and even more special imho. i think i'll be a Nice Dairy Lady when i grow up. after i become a Hair Lady and a Coffee Lady and..... X
The Dairy sounds so much nicer then our Stop 'n Go or Convenient Store. Americans killed the beauties of the English language.
There was one of these stores in a tiny Texas town I passed on the way home from College called BigGas. We just called it big ass, because that's how it read when you drove by quickly.
rofl liz
betcha you had tons of giggles over that one.
why oh why do people name something/someone without *saying* or *spelling* it first??? having said that, two of our kids' names nearly rhyme, we forgot to do the *shriek test* before naming the baby... so i guess it's to be expected when they both ignore me yelling across the room/park/city.
you know the response: oh, mum i thought you were calling *insert sibling's name here*... hmmm...X
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