Caught flat-footed

After waking up from my toasty bed I headed down to IHOP to set up their banquet room for our Toastmasters meeting as is my duty each Monday morning a little after six am. Our foremost octogenarian, Hollis, was already there and had everything set up, of course, even though he doesn’t have to. As soon as I entered, he looked at me in all seriousness and said in his guitar string Texas twang, “Chris, I caught you flat-footed.” I had that sinking feeling you get when you’re in trouble, but don’t know what you did. I said, “How do you mean?” and he pulls out this stack of paper and throws it on the table.

It’s a print-out of a Google search he did for his name “Hollis Baker“. Right at the top of the search results is my website with the excerpted mention I made of him with regards to last week’s meeting and his Veteran’s Day speech, his name bolded out from the rest of the text.

Horror of horrors, my secret blog habit had been found out! This is like being unmasked as a cross-dresser since I generally don’t tell most people I know about my site. I’m actually a very private person, and it’s foreign to me to reveal the things I think about. The good thing was that he seemed flattered rather than annoyed and he gave his characteristic “My compliments.” Then he went on to tell me about how he started his own blog on Blogspot! He is an amazing and interesting fellow, so be sure to check out his blog.

2 comments

  1. OMG his blog is so cute! Yay Hollis!

  2. I put Hollis on my bloglines.