Annie was a lady I loved dearly when I was a child (er- baby
mouse). She was a loving, hard working
soul, and she was a great cook. Annie
had no formal education, but she knew all kinds of practical things.
I remember one day when I went to her for some
information. I had heard my friend
talking about her mother’s “deep fat fryer.” This was something new to me, and I didn’t
want to embarrass myself by asking my friend what it was, so I decided to ask
Annie. After all, she knew everything
there was to know about cooking. That
is, everything except what a deep fat fryer was.
She pretended not to hear me. I persisted.
She got busy doing other things.
Totally insensitive to and unaware of Annie’s dilemma, I pursued the
subject. She said, “Let me think about
it.” Finally, she turned to me. I waited expectantly. She said, “A deep fat fryer is a chicken
that you fry, and it’s fat.”
I knew that wasn’t right, but I kept my mouth shut, for
once. I had learned a valuable
lesson. Don’t put people on the spot.
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