Poplar vs. Popular

Do you have those little random moments that stick in your mind for no good reason? Those things – either good or bad – that come back to your mind again and again without prompting? This morning one of those moments popped into my head and I thought I would share.

It was a few years ago and I was giving directions to a gentleman who thought he was better than women and/or southern people (I’m not sure which). I directed him to turn onto Poplar Street and this conversation ensues:

Me: Make a right onto Poplar.

Him: Onto what?

Me: Poplar

Him: What?

Me: Poplar

Him: Oh, POP-U-LAR. [said condescendingly and without looking me in the eyes, of course]

Then he turns and gets the rest of the directions from another person. I wasn’t quite the woman I am today, so I didn’t correct him. Didn’t really say another word, actually.

I like to think that when he arrived at Poplar Street he felt like a jerk and was taken down a peg or two. I like to think he reevaluated the way he treats people. I’m sure he didn’t, but it is fun to think about.

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  1. Do you have those little random moments that stick in your mind for no good reason? Those things – either good or bad – that come back to your mind again and again without prompting?

    Yes

    Next Question?

    BTW, I have two favorite stories about directions. One, as a museum curator, I once gave a prospective employee, who was driving from Little Rock to the submarine, the direction, “As you drive south on Broadway, you will come to the intersection of Broadway and Broadway. Turn Right.” They hung up on me.

    The rest I will post on Facebook someday soon…

    (along with the other story about directions)

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