It seems to me that anytime I meet someone new, I'm never bored. Even if the person himself is dull, monotonous, and talks about nothing I can relate to, the experience of meeting him is always exciting. But just recently I've encountered a meeting with someone I swore I'd never be lucky enough to meet again--especially if I moved out of my condominium.
Of course he's not the actual Yetti described in many forms of fiction and tall tales--he wears too tight of wranglers to be considered the Yetti. But his big frizzy beard, red braided pigtails, and gangly smile peering out from his beard prove otherwise. This groundskeeper is always loud and full of energy when I see him. He moves his hands and head as though he was on a caffeine high. The way he smiles through his beard while he talks, i could swear the wranglers are just a cover up for what he really is.
When my car's battery died, I never thought of asking a Yetti for a jump. Who would have thought that a gangly-toothed creature could have helped me out with such an advanced piece of technology. But I overcame my initial hesitation to ask for help and went down to the maintenance office where he was talking it up in his low, rumbling voice. I asked if anyone of the maintenance people had any jumper cables to give me a boost. His beautiful daughter offered his services right in front of him to which he belted out a hearty laugh and grabbed his giant ring of keys. Within minutes he had his little Toyota truck parked right next to my old Nissan Sentra and got me on my way.
Before this incident, whenever I saw Groundskeeper Yetti, I'd simply laugh to myself about seeing a woodland creature here in my own city. I thought it was great he could find work cleaning out gutters and unclogging the hair from bathroom sinks. Such simple tasks for a simple-minded creature. But as it is with any person I meet, I found out that Yetti has more of a heart than I gave him credit for. He not only wants to adapt to the lifestyle of us Salt-Lakians, but he's more than willing to lend a helping hand to us who need it.
Besides, this Yetti is probably the most skilled of all his Yetti brothers--how jealous the others must be knowing that he has figured out how to use the horseless carriage.
4 comments:
This blog was funny and interesting, telling a relatively normal kind of occurrence but with a new twist. The only thing I would think about is the possibility that the "Yeti" would be able to read this, though unlikely, and might not be flattered. Overall, though, the humorous tone made it easy to read and held my attention.
This was a very well done recall blog. You offered pretty good description and a good amount of creativity. I suppose you could add a little more detail to the "Yetti", though it sounds like you were never close enough to describe his smell. Perhaps describe the day outside, what he was wearing that day, I don't know. Ok bye
Do Yetti's read? What is a Yetti anyways?
I believe Yetti would have a natural proficiency with hair-ball clogs.
I caught his appearance, voice, gestures, sincerity and family approach. Mostly, I saw the Yetti used as a medium to show introspection and self growth.
Nicely done. Held my attention. Left me wanting more. Slight grammatical errors.
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