In a moment of subversive weakness, I filled in the "I am of Hawaiian descent" bubble on my census form. Once my little fib was in the mail and irretrievably on its way to D.C., I panicked and instructed my son to answer the door with a lilting "Aloha" if a census worker ever made a follow-up visit.
I have at least two friends who railed against filling out their census forms because of privacy issues, and there have been reports of violence against census workers.
Despite living in a world of Facebook, blogs and reality TV, some folks just don't want the government to know what they're up to. I really don't blame them, but . . .
Got news for you.
Safeway knows more about you than Uncle Sam ever will.
At the end of my last grocery transaction, the clerk handed me a receipt and a string of coupons.
I sheepishly accepted dollars-off for wine, hot pockets and hair coloring -- items I'd recently purchased. Apparently, Safeway knows me as a bleach blond booze-hound.
Long before black helicopters descend on my front lawn, Safeway's marketing team will text me: "Go w med blnd nxt time :)".
I read this last night before I went to sleep, I read it to Todd and laughed out loud to referring to yourself as a booze-hound.
ReplyDeleteGOOD CRACK!
You rebel !
ReplyDeleteYou can always tell the feds you thought it meant "where do you want to descend?" Personally I would have chosen to fly to Hawaii as well.
Great! Keep writing....I'm looking forward to the next installment and humorous insight.
ReplyDeleteWell, Net, you are Shawn's 'Auntie' and he's half Hawaiian so we got you covered with the census. Though our president may not take lightly you claiming his home state heritage.
ReplyDeleteNot sure if I can help if the vampires come after you, since I'm allergic to garlic, but I do often keep vampire like hours so I'll keep an eye out.
Great start on the blogging, you booze-hound.
An hour of my birthday left here on East Coast time. What kind of night cap should I end it with?
this is hilarious Lynette!
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