I’ve been called by a variety of names over the course of my 61 years on earth: Leslie, Sis, Mommy, Mom, Nana, Boobsie (don’t ask), and a few less flattering ones I’m not going to mention. But a couple of days ago I was offered a new moniker.
On Thursday afternoon I had volunteered to transport a meal to a group of young single moms in Tallahassee. The coordinator paired me with someone named Robin who would prepare a meal, and my task was to meet up with Robin and then deliver the meal to the meeting in a timely fashion.
In spite of numerous texts and emails between Robin and me, we managed to get our wires crossed and ended up at two different locations. I was at one truck stop and Robin was at another just down the road. Before we resolved the issue I was standing outside the Flying J restaurant looking for someone who might be Robin. Since we’d never met I scrutinized everyone.
A car pulled up beside me and a middle-aged man rolled down his window. I thought, “Hmmm, maybe Robin is a man.” I have a male cousin named Robin, so it was a possibility.
Before I could say anything the man asked, “Say, are you Twinkle?”
Briefly taken aback, I retorted, “Hell no. Do I look like a Twinkle to you?”
He quickly rolled up his window and sped away. I got the giggles. I believe he thought I was a prostitute! Me! In my mom jeans and Star Wars t-shirt. Then it occurred to me that the “Twinkle” he was looking for was likely to be a trans prostitute. Guess I fooled him all around. Studly doesn’t call me “Boobsie” for nothing!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Totally! Hi Twinks!
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😂🤣🤪
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Thanks! I think.
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There is a woman running for office in Milwaukee whose first name is Sparkle. And it just makes me smile every time I see it — I think she’s going to win. 🙂
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Outstanding!
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Your escape reminded me of a thing I’d forgotten, young redlight Leslie. It was probably in the early 1990’s that, on a business trip in those days prior to SatNav, I found myself lost. I pulled over, parked on double-yellows in order I could read my map. When finished I looked up and noticed right in front of me a sign that read, ‘Kerb Crawlers Will Be Prosecuted – CCTV in force’ – or words to that effect. Glancing hither and yon it became clear to me (as should have been obvious when I parked up) that I was in redlight central. Gulp thrice, ‘What will Shirl say/do?’ played upon my mind all the 200 miles back home. Good fortune smiled; nothing came of my error of judgement…I guess I wouldn’t be around commenting on your blog if it had!
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Oh my! That might’ve been bad!
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From urban dictionary: A girl of outstanding talent who also happens to be irresistible. She is one of a kind with ever changing hair colour. Given the chance, she will make all your dreams come true.
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This sounds perfect!
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Now, I love that! 😘
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this i really funny – and I bet they did think you were working….
and twinkle is a fun name
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I don’t live far from that truck stop, and I’ve seen working girls there before. Just never thought I’d be mistaken for one!
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haha – that is so funny to be mistaken for one….
in 2001, I was a counselor and worked in a women’s department at a center and I often drove clients around town (in a company van) for appointments and court – etc.
and one lady – well one night she “schooled” me on how to spot the working woman.
“Nah, that one is a student – see the backpack?”
and
“Nope – she is just a shopper – …”
then
“There – see her – just a water bottle and then a small bag – she’s waiting…”
it was something I will always remember
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Wow!
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🙂
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LMAO. Seriously, too funny. Love it xxxx
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I was appalled! But it was funny.
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Actually you were brilliant. Seriously. I loved your riposte. But the whole scenario is hysterical, the idea of you waiting for Robin and yes, Robin could have been a fellah and here’s this guy looking for ‘Twinkle.’ xxx
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Hahah!
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Very funny story!!
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Thanks!
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Twinkle…well, you are a shinning star. The brightest that be in bohemia. And “Twinkle” is appreciably lighter than some true Floridian flavored nom de naughty like, “Hanging Chad.”
regards,
A.T. Home
Demimonde, Delaware
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Damned Chad.
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Twinkle. LOL – I like your response. “Hell, no!”
Oh, my.
You do look like you might have a little twinkle in your eye, like you’re up to something, but maybe not that.
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Oh, my. Well, you look like to me like someone who would help others. Which, I think is the highest praise. I’ll leave it at that. – Marty
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Very diplomatic, Marty!
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You are certainly a star 🙂
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😌
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That is so funny, Leslie/Boobsie. 🙂
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Thanks! Every word is true!
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