It was a gorgeous pre-autumn day here in New England yesterday! I popped in some Zeppelin, turned it up loud (is there any other way to listen to Zeppelin?), opened the windows and roof and headed over to pick up Michelle for a trip into Boston.

As I'm driving, not far from Michelle's place (singing along [LOUDLY] to Zep, of course), I notice out of the corner of my eye a vehicle that seemed to be keeping pace with me...a BIG vehicle. So, in typical Masshole style, I ignore it...til the person starts beeping at me! I turn my head to look and I'm SURE the look on my face was...um...not polite, to say the least.

What does this person say to me?

"Are you fondofelves?"

I about keeled over LOL! She went on to say that she was "Counting Sheep" and my cultured response was something to the effect of "get the eff outa here!" (I wasn't telling her to go away, I was expressing my disbelief at the smallness of the world, New England style).

So, Jo, it was nice to finally meet you! I wish I'd had the presence of mind to invite you over to Michelle's; she and I were on our way to Sel de la Terre, but it would've been fun to sit and chat for a bit!

Next time?

Hahahahha!!! That's a very funny coincidence!

Wow, very small world! Makes you want to be extra careful at how you react to others since they might actually 'know' you! ;)

It's a small world after all..... Who would have ever thought this could happen. Funny!

Small world indeed....and obviously you are Famous!!! You draw a crowd!!!!!

Can I have your autograph????

That's awesome, I had the same type of thing happen to me!

Oh - and would it shame you to know I had my first creme brulee just a few months ago?

That indeed was the response. get the eff outta here!
I thought it hilarious because as you know I too am a girl from the hood 'Chelmsford' via Billerica 'Pinehurst', you know ,so i completely understood.

What I forgot to mention in my post was that I had come through Harvard square before we met up on Mt. Auburn St. There were naked men, well, young 20ish year old men in just some underwear...rather Borat style underwear as well, crossing the street and running to sit astride the cannons on the square across from Radcliffe.
Ah the joys of pledging a Frat house i assume, but I didn't have my camera! I should have sent you back for photos.

Plus...I happen to know about half the kitchen staff of sel de la terre since they all went to Cambridge....next time I'll have to see if I can get you hooked up with some extra brulee.....

Whoa, That IS a small world story! LOL

Whoa, That IS a small world story! LOL

and brulee, mmMMMmm. Awesome photo of it, too.

Wow, I haven't heard the word "Massahole" in years.

Between yours and Counting Sheep's words, I was transported back 17 years to my days in CT. What a trip. Then I was looking at LLBean's on line catalog for slippers and they call them...'wicked' good slippers.
ROTFLMAO
Have you ever taken the quiz about just how much your speech is from new england or mass or something like that?
I thought I read that here as one of the first things I came across. Anyways. Small world indeed.
♥Pam

Wow, what a small world!! That's terrific!