The Cracker Barrel where my family frequently eats dinner is tucked within an enclave of four or five family priced hotels, which means, depending on the season and tournament, we might be dining besides a junior high soccer team, a high school baseball team or an elementary school cheerleading squad. On our way there Friday, we passed a man wearing a t-shirt with the slogan “Coach” printed on the front. Mark made a comment about the man being a sports fan, and Kayla announced from the back that “Radiostiping is wrong.” Both of us stared at her blankly for a few seconds (somewhat dangerous on Mark’s part, since he was driving), and then I realized that she meant “stereotyping.”
Once we got to Cracker Barrel, Kayla started playing that peg game that drives me crazy because I can only get one peg left once every ten or so times. Suddenly she announced that “I am mumble mumble ignore a moose.” My hearing is not what it once was, although I can’t get any ear doctor to agree with me, so I have learned that rather than continually ask “What did you say?” sometimes repeating what I thought I heard gets a better response. Accordingly, I exclaimed “You’re going to ignore a moose!”
She shook her head. “No, I don’t want to be an ignore a moose.” That’s when we realized that she was trying to pronounce “ignoramus.”
Today, on my way to lunch, I saw that the local KFC’s advertising sign board had changed. It now asks me to try its new “baked beans and lemonade.” Without meaning to radiostipe, I believe I would be an ignore-a-moose to try a dish made with such an awkward combination of ingredients!
Have a great day!