Ihave a friend named Kim Wettstein. She’s probably your friend too. She has a daughter, Makayla, who is very picky about which pictures of her that her mom puts on her social media pages. Kim posts them anyway, but if Makayla doesn’t like them Kim puts something over her face. Its rather comical.
When I was at my last job in Houston, I was the only person in my department over the age of 28. Way older. Like in my 50s older. These youngsters were already getting married and having babies, but they were exactly the same as Kim’s daughter.
When I’d take photos of them, I had to hand my phone over to them and they’d actually delete the ones they didn’t like. I thought that kind of behavior ended after high school, but apparently not.
I mean I don’t do that, simply because I know I’m not going to look any better no matter how many pictures you take of me.
But this week I had this situation happen again, and you aren’t going to believe it. I’m still laughing my fool head off.
I hope you are reading this, Tammy Patin, because you’re my new favorite person. Actually, anyone who makes me laugh is my favorite person, but you took the cake this week.
Jocelyn Lewis always provides The Reporter with photos of the grand and reserve champions in the stock show sale every year. She had sent one for Tammy’s son, Stiles, whose cow won grand champion steer at this year’s fair.
I was at the office on Sunday and I got an email from Tammy asking me not to use the photo that Jocelyn had sent me of Stiles and his cow, because the cow looked ugly!
I nearly died laughing. Jocelyn, of course, had already sent the replacement photo even though she and her husband were on vacation in Boston after the fair ended. That’s good customer service right there.
I’m sure Tammy knows way more about cows than I will ever know, but the only difference I could discern between the two photos was that Stiles was in profile in one picture and his full face showed in the other one.
His cow is actually one of the prettiest cows I’ve ever seen. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen a cow the color of champagne. After seeing it I am not at all surprised he won grand champion. The cow is, indeed, that pretty. Or, I guess handsome in this case because it’s a boy cow.
I made a post of this story on my social media, and it got lots of reactions. Evidently a “cow” cannot win grand champion “steer,” according to Scott Owens. But they are all just collectively cows to me.
Another friend, Antoinette Martinez, was very specific with her instructions, “Be sure to get the cow’s good side and use the .5 Vintage Bright Blue Filter.”
So, there’s a lot I don’t know about cows.
My friend, Candy, had a very friendly one named Blossom when we were growing up. She was more like a big dog. Candy even wrote poems about her as sixth graders are wont to do.
So, Tammy, my new best friend, I’ll need you to regularly make me laugh in the future because you made my entire year with that ugly cow email!
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