Yesterday on here, I was describing how I would run back and forth from the TV to my parents, reporting on the funny things that had been said.
Recently a related memory popped up - when I started working as a lobbyist for a statewide association, in the nineties, this one lobbyist, George V., would tease me - he always had something to say - he was one of those professional smart-alecks.
It didn't bother me, but I wanted to have some sort of comeback - listening to the "Nick-at-Nite" channel I heard someone say "living heck" - "they made his life a living heck."
The expression is "a living hell". That sounds horrible, but when someone changed it to "a living heck" it sounded funny and silly.
I thought, "That's what I'll say to him next time - 'George, you turn my world into a living heck!'"
So one day, going in to work at the Capital to see what the legislature was up to, I encountered him in one of the lobbies - House or Senate, and he made a remark, and I used my prepared riposte.
He immediately hurried over to where several of the other lobbyists were sitting with their newspapers and told them, "Did you hear what she said? She said I turn her world into a living heck!"
He was so delighted.
And I thought later it was kind of like when I used to report on the funny lines of TV shows to my mom & dad.
George V. was like me, doing the reporting.
The nearby lobbyists were like my parents - the audience who didn't ask for the show.
And I was like the situation comedy - the source of his amusement.
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