Camping With Curry Postscript

I took a call on the evening of the previous post from Ms. Person's Name of Thai Food Manufacturer. She was eager to give me my prize. "I'll bet she's hot, I mean, generous" said I to Mo. "Grgghh," said she as she inserted BBQ tongs in a place where only the most foolhardy customs officials dare to visit.

The next day Ms. Person's Name attended at my place of business to provide me with my prize which consists of:

- one slim cooler, manufactured by the latex maid
- ten frozen Thai entrees, by the Thai Food Manufacturer
- one camping set which includes a tent, two sleeping bags, and two chairs.

I didn't even have to establish that I own a credit card, let alone provide it to the generous Ms. Person's Name upon meeting. It's legit: I won a contest. Knock me down with a sprig of lemongrass.

Reclining,

p-man

But I Never Win Anything

That's not entirely true. Once, in 1981, I won a copy of the Who's first post-Moon LP by being the 14th caller. Go CFUN. It had been a long dry spell until recently when the following glorious email arrived, ostensibly from a local Thai food manufacturer:

Hi p-man,

I would like to extend my congratulations to you in winning PUD and Thai Food Manufacturer's “Take a Curry Camping” Contest. Your prize consists of a camping set, complete with tent and sleeping bag, and a cooler filled with delicious Thai Food Manufacturer's Curry entrées. Thank you for entering and I look forward to awarding your prize. I can arrange to drop your prize off to you, or you can pick it up here. Please let me know what works best for you.

Sincerely,
Person's Name Here


Person's Name
Sales Account Manager
Thai Food Manufacturer

The thing is, I don't recall entering any contest which would have me cavorting in the local undergrowth with a steaming hot red curry in one hand and a buck knife in the other. Perhaps I will call this person and find out if she wants my credit card number first.

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Lululemon Bag Pearl of Wisdom for the Day:

DO IT NOW, DO IT NOW, DO IT NOW!

Oh wise bag, do what now? What? What? What?

P-man.