Rotten Bird
We had an appliance repairman in recently to fix the oven. When he arrived I had Rex (African Grey parrot) sitting on his play stand in the kitchen. The repairman didn't even glance at Rex when he arrived and went immediately to the oven. Rex was being so very quiet, not saying a word. Which should have been my first clue the little bugger was cooking something up.
The repairman opens the oven door and squats down in front of it, at which point Rex pipes up with "Show me your poop!"
Does he say it in his mechanical voice? No. Does he say it with his "man" voice? Of course not. Rex does it in his almost perfect imitation of my voice.
The repairman slowly stood up, paused a moment, then turned and looked at me. All I could do was point to the damn, mouthy bird who is now sitting quietly and looking like an angel.
I tried to explain that Rex can talk. I babbled about how my partner had taught Rex the poopy bird song and how I taught him to say "Show me your boo boo" when Rex's leg was hurt. How Rex loves to come up with new sayings combining words he knows.
Does Rex say anything more? Nope. He sat there, looking rather smug and refused to speak when I begged him to.
I just made it worse the more I tried to explain.
Other than a brief explanation of what was wrong with the oven, the repairman didn't speak another word to me. He finished the job in record time and left. He didn't even say goodbye.
As the door was closing Rex pipes up with "bye bye".
I debated finding a Rex sized roasting pan. Little brat.
xposted to personal journal
The repairman opens the oven door and squats down in front of it, at which point Rex pipes up with "Show me your poop!"
Does he say it in his mechanical voice? No. Does he say it with his "man" voice? Of course not. Rex does it in his almost perfect imitation of my voice.
The repairman slowly stood up, paused a moment, then turned and looked at me. All I could do was point to the damn, mouthy bird who is now sitting quietly and looking like an angel.
I tried to explain that Rex can talk. I babbled about how my partner had taught Rex the poopy bird song and how I taught him to say "Show me your boo boo" when Rex's leg was hurt. How Rex loves to come up with new sayings combining words he knows.
Does Rex say anything more? Nope. He sat there, looking rather smug and refused to speak when I begged him to.
I just made it worse the more I tried to explain.
Other than a brief explanation of what was wrong with the oven, the repairman didn't speak another word to me. He finished the job in record time and left. He didn't even say goodbye.
As the door was closing Rex pipes up with "bye bye".
I debated finding a Rex sized roasting pan. Little brat.
xposted to personal journal