The letter whot he wrote

Trixie was so exited, she had just paid the hefty fee ($3000) and signed up with Matchmakers Sacramento*. Her Romance Counselor, Kitty,  told her she would be inundated with wonderful men her age.

Kitty  assured Trixie that there were dozens of men that fit the description of her “dream date.” She said there were more men in her age group (30-50) than any other.

She also divulged that the company didn’t use any of those newfangled contraptions call computers; that there were highly-trained, highly-motivated,  educated, Real Matchmakers.

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Two weeks flew by and she had heard nothing from the Matchmaker. She called Kitty and inquired about the “long list” of potential men 

Kitty said she was looking for the one, really perfect, connection for her and didn’t want Trixie to waste her time on anybody that wasn’t less-than-perfect. She did say, she just enrolled a very handsome, mature, bachelor. He preferred to send and receive notes rather than speak on the phone.

Trixie thought this was odd. What the heck. She sat back and waited another week.

Monday morning, the mail brought a plain white envelope with what appeared to be a child’s handwriting. Curious, she opened the letter and tried to transcribe the scrawl.

Henry from Petaluma wrote:

I scent you a letter last week and it came back to me.

Please sent me a letter.

Loving kisses,

Henry

At first, Trixie thought this was a joke. Perhaps one of her friends was teasing her. Nope, the postmark was actually Petaluma. She promptly called  Kitty to inquire; she told her that Henry was a very nice guy- a hunter with a heart of gold.

The following day, another letter arrived in the mail with the photograph of Henry and his friends.He wrote on the back, “Me and the duck dudes.”

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Trixie called “Fowl!”

She tired to get her money back from the company. However, she was told that “Matchmaker had an iron clad contract”  which precludes any reimbursements.

Trixie is telling anyone who will listen about “Matchmaker”(Sonoma, Sacramento, Walnut Creek.)

The good news is she met a guy in line at Whole Foods  in Novato, three months ago, and all is well in her world. A very expensive lesson.

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*See YELP reviews HERE

Read Comments here:

1.) Sacto Matchmakers most unethical company I have came across.  I joined this company back in May 2016.  After calling me and trying to introduce me to people that were not in my criteria I requested a refund.  They refused to refund me I even took them to court and they still refuse to refund me.  I told them from the start I’m not interested to deal with them as I found out how bad their company is they refused to refund me.  Out of 4 matches they introduced me to 1 person totally a mismatch, then they gave me a phone number of another, he never called therefore we never meet but this company considers that as a 2nd match.

I just wanted my money back as I don’t believe in their service and their ethics.

2.) Watch out for these people they are the biggest scammers I have come across.  You would think if you don’t use the service and you are not happy with the service from the first couple of weeks they should refund at least part of the money back!

3.) Just warning you don’t use this company or you might learn the expensive way after you join them.  By the way this company is under different names(California Singles)  which they passed me on to.
4.) Suffice it to say this is definitely a bait and switch operation.  My dates ended up costing me about $750 each and most were just coffee dates.  Save your money try online or something else.

 

 

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How not to answer the phone

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First Impressions – last a life time?

My Uncle Ernie and his wife, Aunt Urline, both answered the phone the same way and it embarrassed their kids to no end.

Their Oklahoma born and bred couple’s telephone greeting, was “N-yellow!”

As the kids got older, edging towards The Teen Years they begged their old fashioned parents to puh-lese stop saying “N-yellow.”

The pleas were deemed silly and impolite.

The simple solution was for the kids to race to the phone and save face by answering the phone like “normal families.”

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When Matt attended his 10 Year class reunion, a couple of his friends asked about his parents and said how they missed hearing “N-yellow.”

Ernie and Urline were well-loved by the community. They could have sung lyrics form “The Howdy Doody Show” and no-one would have blinked, smiled -yes, and not cared one whit.

It took the kids decades to get over the “Mom! Dad! Don’t answer the phone that way!” phase of their lives.

 

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Recyle your old boyfriend? Yes!

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John called Kelly and canceled the original dinner-movie date and changed it to a party in Emeryville at an art gallery. He talked it up. Then he apologized in advance, saying he had to arrive early to help set up and asked if she would mind driving herself.
She paused, and agreed. Strange.

He guaranteed her it would be more fun.

She put on a little black dress and new heels and drove to the party from Walnut Creek. She found the gallery in the the old warehouse district. She tried to park her car as close as possible. The music from the party could be heard from a distance.

The gallery was swarming with women- single women and groups of women. There was a mere smattering of men.

She thought perhaps it was early. She texted John and found him at the bar with three women hanging on his every word. He kissed her on the cheek and continue to regale the women with his “Mexico Margarita” story. More women were drawn to him and his animated story.

Kelly slipped away. He didn’t notice. She scoured the room. Ordered a glass of wine, spoke to bartender and looked at the avant-garde art. Obviously, an acquired taste.

She glanced over at her “Date.” He winked and waved. He was still the center of attention.

That was it; C’est fini. The big red flags were waving and snapping loudly.

Without a word she left. John was a player.
She went to her friend’s café and regaled all who would listen with her dead-end story. They lauded for her great escape and severing ties.
her mantra is “The best is yet to come.”

Somebody else could have that guy.

Next!

 

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Why Were They Marching? Read this

16142502_1446345362044932_5759140527224127059_nPeople who are surprised /confused by the millions of people who showed up to protest on Saturday –

Read this:

“Women are marching because our children deserve a Secretary of Education who cares and knows about education.”

“Women are marching because our family and friends deserve healthcare”.

Did you know that before the Affordable Care Act, newborns in the NICU would hit their “lifetime caps” on health insurance coverage. That’s right, Babies who had never felt the sun on their skin could no longer get health insurance.


”Women are marching because Domestic Violence Crisis Centers and After School Programs deserve funding”.

”Women are marching because we all deserve clean air, clean water, and national parks.”

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”Women are marching because we believe the children protected by the DREAM act deserve to be here and they deserve to live with their parents, not in orphanages and foster homes.

And most of all, Women are Marching because we have the right to. The right to protest and speak out against our government is the First Amendment. That’s right,The VERY First Amendment. (see below)

It is one of our most fundamental American rights. Yes, it is that simple…

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Dismissive remarks– Saying that we’re “whining, immature, man-haters, throwing little temper tantrums” will not stop us.

It will not stop us from fighting for you. And we are fighting for you because you deserve these rights too.

And, no! We’re sure not marching because Trump won…

”We’re marching because he wants to take all of the things that we hold dear away. All of the things that we’ve been fighting for for generations.


“And we’re not giving up easily.

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”Anyone who thinks we’re marching because we “lost” just simply isn’t listening. We’re fighting because we refuse to lose more.”

The First Amendment guarantees freedoms concerning religion, expression, assembly, and the right to petition. It forbids Congress from both promoting one religion over others and also restricting an individual’s religious practices. It guarantees freedom of expression by prohibiting Congress from restricting the press or the rights of individuals to speak freely. It also guarantees the right of citizens to assemble peaceably and to petition their government.

Yes, Please Copy and Paste this….Thank you

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Lambie, Don’t follow the flock –

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All you friends say you have to meet a guy for “Fancy Drinks” on a first date.

Wimpy Coffee Dates are for Baby Boomers. Baaa

The Hip, Cool, Smart, Kids meet for Designer Cocktails involving crushed lavender, bitters, and a potpourri of now hip -soon to be “dated” trendy liquids.

Wanna throw back a hot drink called  Nitro Gimlet? Your grandparents sipped Gimlets – They’re baaaack!  A new liquor emporium lists extensive selection of Boilermakers ( yawn) 
chamomile bourbon, chili arbol, banana liqueur, and oloroso sherry. Yum-banana liqueur – better on pancakes!

Wanna be French Quarter-ish: Try a San Francisco Hurricane with Two kinds of light/ dark rum, Galliano, citrus, passion fruit, bitters. I thought Galliano died with Mateus and Annie GreenSprings Wine.

Hey, Apple Boy of my eye – Why not try All About Eve Concotion of walnut-washed bourbon, Foro amaro, cocchi di Torino, and bitters. Buckle Up,Binkie,  it is going to be a bumpy ride when you have zero idea what those ingredients are. Whats with all the Bitters?
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Worst named Cocktail du Jour: Swizzle My Nizzle As expected? Fresh passionfruit, with a dollop of blanco tequila, modicum of vanilla, a squeeze of lime, and a blast of firewater bitters. Yum? Dum?

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You decide…it may be an oversight meet for drinks-with-bitters,etc

and  to miss the initial classic coffee date and the “getting to know you” hour.

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Former Poseur Speaks out

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At one point in time, the famous director had more pretensions than good sense.

Alfred Hitchcock (Hitch)  had a lonely and sheltered childhood that was worsened by his obesity…Later on, he was asked to leave leave the military due to his size, height and an unnamed medical condition.
The Woe is Me Boy muddled about for a minute …

Until he tried his hand  at creative writing – he became a prolific writer – and thereafter got involved inthe production arm of Paramount Pictures at Islington Studios. Ta Da!
Hitchcock directed more than fifty feature films in a career spanning six decades and is often regarded as the greatest British filmmaker.

He is famed for saying: “Luck is everything… My good luck in life was to be a really frightened person. I’m fortunate to be a coward, to have a low threshold of fear, because a hero couldn’t make a good suspense film.” 

Sir Alfred Hitchcock is seen here with famed San Francisco columnist, Herb Caen, prior to the release of the movie “The Birds.” Caen was famous for calling pigeons “rats with wings.”

The two posed for this picture on a bench in Union Square.

 

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