Russell Gayer, author speaker
Have you every taken something important and put it in a “Special Place” to make it easier to find the next time you needed it? This simple act is a reflection of your highly advanced organizational skills, forethought, and planning.
However, it is also the best way I know of to lose something permanently. There must be at least twenty-five things in this house that I’ve hidden from myself and can’t find. The problem lies in remembering where the “Special Place” is. And as soon as I go to the time, trouble, and expense to replace the missing item, it immediately turns up. I call this Murphy’s Law of Outsmarting Yourself.
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A passenger train, The Cornish Scot is creeping along at a snail’s pace. Finally it grinds to a halt, and Sandra sees Conductor Ayr walking by outside.
“Why are we stopping?” she yells out the window.
“There’s a cow on the tracks, Madam!” he replies.
Ten minutes later, the train resumes its dreadfully slow crawl.
The train had barely gone one kilometer when it creaked to a halt once more. Sandra sees Conductor Ayr passing her window again.
She leans out and yells, “What happened? Did we catch up with the cow?”
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Very clever turnaround there at the end. Great piece.
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Thanks, Lisa. I had a great cast to work with on this piece. They deserve all the credit.
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What a delightful turn-around. “dreadfully slow crawl” makes it seems as if the train is merely following the cow. Kudos. (Love the characters. They seem so familiar. 😉
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Thanks, Lish. Sometimes you can liven an old joke up by making the characters real. Be careful what you say, you may find yourself in a future post. 🙂
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I will certainly be careful about what I say from now until forever.
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I promise to make the experience as painless as possible. 🙂
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Yes, I am constantly putting things in a “special place” and then forgetting where the place is later 🙂
Hilarious story! Made me LOL!
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I’m sure you blame it on poor Henri (or your mice) too. Surely a lady of your graces would never forget where she stored something.
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At the moment I am looking for a lovely pair of purple leather gloves and I have no idea where there are!
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they were purple? Well, I suspect a certain little mime has taken those for herself.
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Will you believe me if I told you that I’ve been on a train crawling like this because there was a couple of reindeer running in front of the train?….. guess that now you do because I have.
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Evidently they were in no hurry to pull a sleigh. Truth is always stranger than fiction.
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Had to chuckle at Sandra’s anguished sarcasm!
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That gal has a wonderful grasp on how to use sarcasm to her best advantage.
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Funny, made me chuckle!
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Excellent. We love chuckles.
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You see? This is good and neighborly train-conducting behavior. Nothing like a NYC, where the rats are so fast that the trains nearly disintegrate trying to catch up to them.
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I can just see them dashing in a blur.
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Ha ha ha. I was expecting, “The cow needs to get off now Madam.”
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No way I was going to write that. Sandra might instruct Conductor Ayr to strap me to the tracks in front of the train.
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Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
Another double offering of humor from Russell. If you’re yearning for more of this entertainment, just swing to the right and click on one or both of the covers of Russell’s books. To help him even more just reblog this post from your own blog as I’ve done.
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Thanks so much, Suzanne. I’m glad you thought it was funny enough to share. That makes my Christmas season brighter. 🙂
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The Cornish Scot much have an extensive run, some of it rural. Is Conductor Ayr related to anyone we know? 😀 — Suzanne
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Yes, I believe you are familiar with Conductor Ayr. I wonder why he keeps refering to the rails as “the bloody tracks?”
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Sarcasm may be the lowest form of wit, but at times it can be very fulfilling. I’m familiar with your ‘safe place’ routine. After hemming some curtains, I couldn’t find the lid the to pin box. So I put it somewhere safe until I could. Then I found the lid, but couldn’t remember where the box was. Right now I have the box, but the lid is… somewhere safe. I look forward to more of this to light my declining years.
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You’re right. Sarcasm can be very fulfilling.
Glad you could relate to the intro. Now I don’t feel so alone. Good luck finding the lid to your pin box.
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I have to add that we had a weekend of misplaced articles. I found my phone, after an hour of panicked searching under a bag of packing materials in the basement. Jan found my car key under a pile of socks in the laundry room. I’m certain he’s the one who put them there just to confuse me. Can I get an ‘amen’ to that?
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I can’t believe you’d blame this on Jan. Oh, the abuse this poor man is forced to endure.
Here’s a suggestion; why don’t to keep your car keys in the invisible box (if you can remember where you hid it from yourself). They would be easily seen in that container.
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STOP YELLING AT ME!
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roflmbo — oh poor dear, could you use a hug? or a friendly face 😉
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I almost spilled some good tea from laughing. I got a strange mental image of the cow thinking the train was her workout buddy.
Oof… putting things in places so safe, that I never see them again… I feel called out.
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I love the thought of the cow thinking the train was her workout buddy. Thanks for reading and leaving such a nice comment.
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What an amoozing tale! At this time of year, our trains are constantly being held up because of leaves on the line!
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I can see that happening. The little passenger train that takes shoppers to Alma from Springdale during Christmas season did indeed slide off the tracks last year due to wet leaves. I suppose the railroad crew misplaced their leaf blowers.
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Dear Cuthbert J. Twillie,
I could see this clearly and hear Sandra’s wry wit. Do you suppose there really wasn’t a cow and Conductor Ayr stopped a few places along the way to drown, stab or shoot someone to death. I’ve heard he’s a very sinister individual.
I’d leave more comments but I can’t remember where I placed my invisible box that contained them. Oh well..So long, Chickadee.
Shalom,
Flower Belle Lee W(T)F
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Dear Flower Belle Lee W(T)F,
You maybe right about Conductor Ayr. Perhaps he’s busy tying damsils in distress to the tracks. Sandra should be careful with her comments.
What a shame that you have stored your invisible box for safe keeping and can’t find it. Perhaps Detective Lowry can jog your memory and help you find it.
In the meantime, have a slog of eggnog,
Cuthbert J. Twillie
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I can’t tell you how many “special secret hiding places” are keeping my stuff safe from me…
I’m positive that Ayr fella is using the cow as an excuse to hide something much more nefarious. And dry wit is Sandra’s speciality! (Yes, I spelled it that way a-purpose)
This was most amoozing…
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The thought that they are “keeping your stuff safe from YOU” made me chuckle. I suppose you’ll do something devious with them if you ever find where they are.
Glad you were A-mooosed. 🙂
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Tee hee. I just want to find them!
I was indeed.😁
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Be quicker roping the cow and hitching a ride on its back.
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Actually, just walking would be faster.
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This explains why I keep being struck by lightning.
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Thanks for being such a good sport and co-starring in this production. Your performance is worthy of an Oscar nomination. Maybe then, people will stop YELLING at you.
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it must be time for a bathroom break. 🙂
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Feel free. We’ll wait right here until you get back.
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Brilliant story and I must say, the additional story unfolding in the comments has me in tears … I’m laughing so hard, – it’s doing nothing for my lingering headache … were toward it today, in this moment, that perchance I might lose my head? I would be happy to misplace it – perhaps I should shout out to Ayr and request a beheading of sorts?
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Be careful what you wish for. Mr. Ayr would gladly comply with your request.
I’m glad the story (and the comments) brought you laughter. It’s always good medicine.
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ahh … I’m in absolutely no doubt about Mr. Ayr’s mad desires to be, honourable, in fulfilling requests … LOL – but then, he does often rip off into tangents of his own devious and (un)scrupulous means, measures and (de)vices 😉
indeed, laughter, too often in short supply these days, is more than balm and tonic! cheers 🙂
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Nice bit of sarcastic humour. Cows on a track can be a test of patience. But the train was moving slowly anyway.
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They always move slow when you’re in a hurry to get home.
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I love this … “Murphy’s Law of Outsmarting Yourself.” We thought we were making a big move so I started to organize and pack our apartment (we aren’t now for a few months). In the process, I found a number of items that I put away “to keep them safe” or so I could find them when I needed them later (ha). I’ll have to let my husband know, I’m not the only one. Hilarious story!
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Since I posted this, I’ve received several confessions from other readers, both here and on Facebook. No, you are not alone. This appears to be quite common, especially in those over age fifty.
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did the cow actually catch up with the train?
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Actually, it was the other way around. The train was moving so slowly, it took several minutes to catch up with the cow.
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Still laughing 🙂
By the way, I’ve lost a whole outfit–skirt and top. You don’t know where they are, do you?
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I think they were in that bag you dropped off at Goodwill.
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As long as Conductor Ayr hasn’t been using the train as a cow catcher again I’ll sit down and enjoy the rest of my ride. Thank you..
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Bring a pillow. You may want to take a nap.
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Love the humour, very British.
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Thanks, James.
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Sounds like the services of a cowboy (instead of a conductor) would be more useful here!
Does Sandra know she’s on the livestock tour?
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Yes, I see your point. Mr. Ayr doesn’t strike me as the typical John Wayne type cowboy.
Sandra may find it faster to walk to her destination than take this train.
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lol Thanks, I needed that! 🙂
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Thank you. Read two of my posts and call me in the morning.
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lol I will do that.
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You guys crack me up!
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Me too. The comments are more fun than the story.
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Hilarious, Russell! Five chortles out of five!
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