Image by ifindkarma via FlickrI took my daughters to church yesterday. After the service, my older girl went to volunteer with the preschoolers, which she does once a month. To kill time, my younger girl and I walked over to this very excellent bakery. We bought some cookies, enough to share with some friends also killing time at church, and we went back to wait for Older Girl. We were eating cookies and talking when another friend started to walk by. I said, "Hey, Jim, wanna cookie?"
Jim didn't hear me. But some other guy I've never seen in my life did hear me. Instantly, he was at my side staring in my bakery box. "Yes," he said. "I'd love one." His fingers danced over the cookies. "Hmmm...which one...I'll have this." He pulled out this gorgeous, enormous mocha cookie, took a bite, and walked away. "Thank you very much."
I stood there, mouth open, speechless (which was, perhaps, a first). Finally, I managed, "I've never seen that guy in my life. He took my mocha cookie."
Curious conversation ensued, but no one else seemed quite as flabbergasted as I was. I even said, "I'm flabbergasted."
Younger Girl, embarrassed AT ME, because, obviously, I am the one who should be embarrassed, said, "That's not even a word."
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But it is. She'd have a point, however, had you said, "That was just flabbergasting." Or, "I'm in a state of flabbergastment."
Or, as they say in Spanish, "Estoy flabbergastimento."
Annoying. Hm, I might have told him I didn't mean them for him ...
HAHA! Oh my goodness, that is crazy! Who does that?! Crazy!!
It is a mother's sworn duty to embarrass her daughter. Some of us have it easier than others, though.
Whoa. Wow. Well. wfhit?
I won't even speculate as to what moral is to be derived from this story of flabbergastronomy.
Where's this church with the excellent bakery nearby? And you normally at this bakery after church?
Just curious.
I always wondered how to say that in Spanish! And, love the title of your post. Grabbing a perfect stranger's mocha cookie does take a pair!
Haha. Oh, Margaret, that's funny. I know I would have been flabbergasted too! Seriously? People!!!
I hope the cookie gave him flabbergas.
Flabbergasted is what I call a "Dad word." My dad had a bunch of good ones: bumbershoot is another favorite.
Satiated by the enormous mocha cookie kindly offered to him by a complete stranger, unknown flabbergasting guy arrives home and says, "The nicest thing just happened to me, and my day went from crummy to crumby..."
Attitude adjustment thanks to Shell.
Flabbergasted is a word in my world... Had this happened to me, I would have loudly exclaimed, "The cheek!!!"
As to your younger daughter, as Olga justly said, "it is a mother's sworn duty to embarrass her daughter."
Well, you DID ask! :-)
The nerve! Maybe his name was Jim?
Pup: It's over near the new Europane.
Shell: I admit that that was the solace of losing my cookie. I figured if I somehow made him think the world was a little nicer place than that was at least something. But I do have to say: It looked like a really good cookie.
Susan: The consensus of my friends was that maybe his name was Jim, but still, if I heard a stranger offer Margaret a cookie I wouldn't assume it was for me.
Bastet is my favorite. I created a garden in her honor. It's where I kept a colony of feral cats afloat. I actually took out a US copywrite on Bastet's Garden." True story.
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