Three Virgin Daughters

"I don't even know when guys are like 'TOTALLY' gay."
-as heard while watching
the 2000 film
"Urbania"

A Mother had three virgin daughters. They were all getting married within a short time period. Because Mom was a bit worried about how their sex life would get started, she made them all promise to send a postcard from the honeymoon with a few words on how marital sex felt.

The first girl sent a card from Hawaii two days after the wedding. The card said nothing but "Nescafe".

Mom was puzzled at first, but then went to the kitchen and got out the Nescafe jar. It said: "Good till the last drop."
Mom blushed, but was pleased for her daughter.

The second girl sent the card from Vermont a week after the wedding, and the card read: "Benson & Hedges". Mom now knew to go straight to her husbands' cigarettes, and she read from the Benson & Hedges pack: "Extra Long. King Size". She was again slightly embarrassed but still happy for her daughter.

The third girl left for her honeymoon in the Caribbean. Mom waited for a week, nothing.

Another week went by and still nothing. Then after a whole month, a card finally arrived and written on it with shaky hand writing were the words "British Airways".

Mom took out her latest Harper's Bazaar magazine, flipped through the pages fearing the worst, and finally found the ad for “British Airways”.
The ad said: "Three times a day, seven days a week, both ways." Mom fainted....

Twenty-five years ago today:

September 28, 1984
Friday

Today, a few of my calls were mind boggling. I could not handle them, so I arranged ‘call backs’. I began my first New Connect order with a Business called ‘Cross-Country Video’. The owner is to call me back on Monday after he pays the advanced payment and deposit at his local public office. I believe I have even sold him on four custom-calling features, too.

For lunch I went to Security Pacific Bank for a $1400 cash advance.
The teller made a comment, “Easy come, easy go.”
Isn’t that the truth? I deposited the funds into my Great Western checking account. Now it appears as if I have money. Ha-ha.

At 4:30PM the new trainees had a meeting with our instructors. They commended our work the past two days which made us all feel really good. The confidence was building.

At 5PM I learned Karyn and JoAnn (Karyn’s little pal from New York) were here in the office. Eileen whispered the fact into my ear. So, I accompanied them to Barnaby’s for Happy Hour.

PHOTO: Kathleen Diane Hunter
Alameda High, Class of 1974

Tom and Elisabeth and Tom’s friend, John, came along, too. John was visiting from Reno, Nevada. He was a former Alameda High School graduate, Class of 1974. That means I was a freshman when he was a senior. I had some secret crushes on some of the girls in his class.

PHOTO: Laura Lisa Nelson
Alameda High, Class of 1974


“I remember Kathy Hunter, Linda Nelson and Debbie Sivyer. Do you?” I asked.
“You know, they sound familiar. I recognize the names,” John said.

What a lame brain. He wasn’t the friendliest. And these three girls were quite popular.

Debbie Sivyer even went on to become Mrs. Fields of Mrs. Fields Cookies. She became a Raiderette cheerleader, met a Stanford student/boyfriend who gave her $50,000 to start her own business. At least that was the version of the story I had heard. That's one inspiring example of starting a business.

PHOTO: Debbie Sivyer,
Alameda High School, Class of 1974

By 9PM we were all hungry. We sobered up a bit and walked around the ‘Embarcadero Center’ vicinity. Tom decided for us.
“Let’s all go to Chef Romano Pizza in Alameda. It’s the best,” Tom said.
"I agree, I love the sausage pizza," I added.

We ended up eating there at the Santa Clara Avenue location. Karyn drove John home (near Fernside Boulevard in Alameda) and then dropped me off at the Fruitvale BART station where my car was waiting for me. Karyn also drove Tom to his house. I could tell she was not thrilled about playing chauffeur.

Karyn is excited that I am in the Business Office now. It will be fun. She has such a lively personality. I love it.

It’s funny. I recall Diana Brock and other fellow employees who were watching me take some telephone calls today. I must have boggled their minds because it really looked like I knew what I was doing. A year from now I may have most local procedures down pat.