It must have been the fishing opener…

I get lots of unsolicited email.  Recently I have been targeted by handyman and hunting folks who want me to test new products.  Today I have moved on to fishing gear.  My most recent email in this series was titled, "You’ve been rewarded! Test & keep fishing gear plus receive a complimentary fishing magazine."‏

Fishing…hmmmm.  If they are talking about fishing for compliments then I am on-board, but if they are talking about real fishing – ahh, no…that is not me.  I don’t fish, hunt, camp or Nascar – I am not a folksy kind of gal.  I don’t eat fish and even if I did, my idea of food procurement is certainly not that  of the rugged individual procurer who kills the food.  I like my food neatly packaged at the grocery store – thank you.  I also prefer that it not look like it did when it was alive when I encounter it in the store.  I really should be a vegetarian…I just wish I liked vegetables more. 

At any rate, the email advising me of my reward of fishing gear and a complimentary fishing magazine fell flat.  Clearly they picked the wrong gal for that pitch. I wonder if they think that all North Dakota residents are naturally rugged and just assumed that by virtue of living in the state I too am rugged.  The state does carry that image to outsiders and perhaps to many insiders as well.  It is a wonder I was even admitted to the state at all with my high heels and sissy propensities.  I don’t likely fit most rugged folks views of a hearty North Dakotan (transplanted- it is true, but still proud to be a resident of the great state).  Someone must not have been paying attention the day I rode into town…it must have been the fishing opener…yep, that likely explains it. 

So, fishing gear – no thanks.  Now, if you want me to test and keep cute shoes – you have come to the right place.  Luckily, shoe season never ends and it is one item that I am willing to procure myself out in the wild.

Day two hundred and sixty-nine of the new forty – obla di obla da

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I teach at NDSU...but I remain a student of life with all the enthusiasm that entails. My favorite saying is, "Sometimes you have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down." In the new forty that is what I am doing...building my wings.
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4 Responses to It must have been the fishing opener…

  1. DNA says:

    dude!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! never turn down the fishing gear. aghhhhhhh, your killin me.

  2. GFBison says:

    Unlike fish, there’s no limit to the number of shoes you can keep! Most shoes don’t require refrigeration either to keep from smelling bad.

  3. Rich says:

    Also unlike fish-friends should not be thrown out after 3 days!!!! They must have sent youtthose outdoor items cuz they think you are “saucy”!!! :) ) Rich

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