Voila!

At work, as the copywriter, I am usually the go-to person for spelling and grammar questions.

So today, a man calls across the cubicles to me, "Hey Jean - how do you spell 'voila'?" He pronounces it wah-lah, without any hint of the V.

I answer V - O - I - L - A.

"Really?" he asks.

"Yes," I say.

"With a V?" he asks.

"Yes," I say.

Not 60 seconds go by and I hear him talking quietly - to whom I'm not
sure - and he says "Oh, I'm trying to figure out how to spell voila."

Clearly my credibility isn't what it should be.

Sweet Ride

My friend and I had dinner Saturday night at a downtown restaurant. We used valet parking. When dinner was over, I handed my parking stub to the nice young man at the valet stand and he sprinted off to get my car.

When he pulled up to the curb just a few moments later, he got out of the car smiling and said "that is a stone-cold car!" Then he handed me the key and said "Sweet ride...ma'am."

Ma'am.

Nothing to do but say thanks and drive away.