(Use real life to incorporate humor into your fiction.) The other day, a rep for Dominion Gas called here. This is like the 6th time in the past three to four months. "Hello, I'm so and so and would like to speak to you about switching to Dominion Gas." "I've spoken to various reps from your company several times now and I've told them all the same thing: Dominion Gas isn't in this area." "Oh?" she replied. "Surely we are." "No, you're not." "Who is your electric company?" "South Central Power," I replied. "Who?" I smiled at the weird note in her voice. "South Central Power." "Never heard of them." "Never heard of Dominion Gas until you folks started calling here either," I said. "Dominion Gas must be in your area, ma'am. We're everywhere." "Well," I said, "You're not here." "Where are you?" "Beallsville, Ohio." "Where?" "I live in BFE, ma'am," I said. She burst out laughing. "Oh, okay...I get what you're saying." She was still cracking up when I hung up the phone. So, earlier this morning, the kids and I went to town to return books to the bookmobile and get new ones and dvds. One of the perks of living in BFE is that the bookmobile broke down again and didn't show up. How do I know this? A librarian once told me that if the bookmobile is late or doesn't show up then they've had mechanical problems or it's broken down somewhere. It's funny when reps call like the lady did from Dominion Gas. Such people must be in really big cities. When I try to describe something about this area they can't comprehend what I'm trying to convey. Turn right on Township Road 30 in Sunbury Township. "What? You have dirt roads there? I don't know if our driver knows how to drive the truck on such roads." Uhm...okay. "Tell him that if he passes the bookmobile broke down on the side of SR 800 to let those folks at the school know there's no bookmobile today." Click.
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