It wasn’t me, it was my daughter. About 20 years ago, Barstool Outdoors Duck hunt pocket shirt was a manager in a specialized mall at a high end pewter statuary shop. One day Karl Malone came in the store. AS IT WAS HER JOB, she went up to him and, without saying his name said “is there anything I can help you find sir?” He said “if I had needed your help, I would have asked for it.” He then asked to speak to the manager about being bothered by the help. She said “I’m the manager, and if you had treated my help the way you treated me, I would have intervened and asked you to leave. Please do so.” He did. A week later John Stockton came in with an apology card from Karl and asked my daughter to help him buy the things Karl had been looking for. I hope you can appreciate the humor in this. Many years ago around 1971. I was with my boss we were close friends we were at a very upscale country club having lunch. His brother was moving to our city for a new job and he invited his parents the brother and the wife and me which was very considerate of him.
I really knew the city as I was born there and I was going to give him pointers about house hunting that sort of thing. Keep in mind while they were very nice people they were very country club type people and very snooty. We were at a large round table about eight of us all the women were dressed very very well and this is in the middle of the afternoon. My family didn’t really celebrate many holidays growing up, we seldom had Christmas gifts and weren’t usually even told happy birthday except from the siblings that shared the same birth month, so after I married and had our first child, holidays became special to both my husband and me (he was an orphan and moved from place to place so his holiday experiences were similar to mine) over the years Thanksgiving became our favorite holiday because it was the least stressful and usually the weather was conducive to long distance traveling for my Mother and stepdad who drove hundreds of miles to be with us, we invited single mothers and their children who had no family, my oldest son brought home a friend from college who was from Kuwait and would have been alone at school that week, we always had a house full of people and I loved it!