I’ve always gotten a kick about some of the words that have been used over the years to describe things we can’t seem to come up with easy-to-remember words for. “Phil,” the garage mechanic says, “hand me the thing-a-ma-jig from the tool box, please.”
“Nancy, what’s that doo-hickey dangling on your refrigerator door?”
“ Hey, Gertie, who got you that what-cha-ma-call-it on your kitchen cupboard?” Earl asks Gertrude.
At one time, thing-a-ma-jigs, what-cha-ma-call-its and doo-hickeys were all part of the American language.
Our language also included doo-dads and thingies just in case you’ve forgotten those .. . um …what-cha-ma-call-its. Speaking of the little quirks in our lives have you ever noticed that life is all about questions?
Paper or plastic?
Regular or high-test?
Cash or charge?
Oh, sure, there are plenty of neat things to make life tons of fun but the disappointments
are always there, too, just itching to rain on your parade if they get the chance.
I wonder about things …
What if I need a new mattress and then I realize I’ve forgotten my “Sleep Number?”
If my number is, say, 31 and I make the mistake of getting a mattress with the sleep number 14 can it harm me to sleep on the wrong mattress.
And, hey, can it harm me if I sleep on the wrong mattress?
Could all my hair fall out or, worse yet, would all of the lottery numbers I choose turn out to be losers?
Bob Batz is an area resident and guest columnist. Contact Bob at firstname.lastname@example.org.