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