The other day my phone rang. The number came up without a name. It just said “Poughkeepsie, NY”. I was kind of excited until I answered.
“Good afternoon sir. This is Carl. I’m calling about your recent Microsoft purchase…”
I just hung up. I haven’t purchased anything from Microsoft recently. And I was disappointed. I don’t know anyone from Poughkeepsie so if it weren’t a scam it would be a wrong number, but I just like the sound of the place. I know nothing about Poughkeepsie, but it’s just a fun name to say, like Walla Walla, Washington, or Toadsuck, Texas, or Cucamonga, California, or Bucksnort, Tennessee. I once overheard a friend of mine explaining to someone how to get to a trout farm. He said, “If you’re going from Nashville to Memphis…it’s on the left.” I laughed and said, “Wait a minute. It’s about a three and a half hour drive to Memphis. Do you know how many left turns there are between here and there?”
That night I told my wife that story and she said, “Oh, he means Bucksnort.”
I felt like a jackass.
The great thing about Poughkeepsie is it sounds like the name of a stupid game kids might play.
“Hey, I found your ball.”
“Thanks. Can I have it back?”