So, can I interest you all in little something I'd like to call "Hulabuns' Life Lessons"? Yes? Good, 'cause I was going to share them anyways. So, it's not like you actually had a choice in the matter. Here we go (brace yourselves - it may be a bumpy ride)!
1) Did you know that most of the counties/cities in the Milwaukee area were named for their ties to Native Americans? Well, neither did I and that's why I pronounce almost all of them incorrectly.
City name: Waukesha
My pronunciation: wa-KEY-sha (did I mention I grew up in the Detroit metro area?)
The actual pronunciation: wa-ka-shaw
I thought it was pronounced like an African American girl's name, no - not so much. Note to everyone; if you say it like that - people WILL laugh at you.
Life Lesson: Try to trick the locals into saying the name of the cities before you try saying them. That way, you can possibly eliminate you making an ass out of yourself.
2) Question: When you go through airport security after taking almost all of your clothes off (ok, you don't have to take them all off, but it sure feels like it sometimes) and emptying all of your bags to pass them through the scanner machine, do you feel discombobulated like I usually do?
I'm here to tell you that the Milwaukee Mitchell Airport has found a way to tug at your heartstrings (well it found a way to tug at mine). It has a dedicated "Recombobulation Area" that's on the other side of Security. I'm totally not kidding. Binderclips and I took a picture of it (see below). I feel like every airport needs one of these signs and I might even consider getting one for at home.
Life Lesson: Recombobulation Areas/signs are a necessity, especially at airports.
3) Upon arriving at the airport to fly home after looking for apartments, several interesting things happened:
- Binderclips and I recombobulated ourselves in the dedicated "Recombobulation Area" (see #2)
- I had to use the restroom, but it was early and I was really tired, so seemingly normal tasks were incredibly difficult. Namely, trying to get into a stall in the restroom. A lady with a stroller (just so you know I just typed "A lady in a stroller" on accident and it made me laugh out loud) followed me into the restroom. I tried to pull on several stall doors as she watched me. Finally, I decided to push on one of them and it opened. I turned back to the lady with (not in) the stroller and simply said "It's a push not a pull". She looked at me like I was crazy.
- After leaving the stall I went to wash my hands. A Hispanic lady was washing her hands at the sink next to me. When I was done I reached for the paper towel (the dispenser was in-between the Hispanic lady and I), however I could not figure out how to get the paper towel to come out (did I mention the lady with the stroller was now standing behind me at this point? well, she was). The Hispanic lady had to actually show me how to pull the paper towel out of the dispenser SEVERAL times 'cause I just could not figure it out. The lady with (again, not in) the stroller laughed at me.
- I walked out of the restroom to find Binderclips waiting for me. I picked up my portion of things and started walking then saw this sign:
Although, for some reason I didn't see the "er's" part of "Usinger's", so I read it as "Using Fine Sausage". So, I said "Why would they want to use any other kind?" to Binderclips. Baffled, he looked at me and said "What are you talking about?!" When I explained that they had a sign that said "Using Fine Sausage" he just laughed at me and said "Really?" After a brief pause where we both just stared at each other with very confused looks on our faces, he said "It says Usinger's Fine Sausage", then pointed at the sign. I looked up at it and when I saw what it really said I started laughing. His response "Seriously, what is wrong with you today?"
Life Lesson: I'm not sure what the life lesson is in this one, maybe it's that I shouldn't get up super early or be trusted to go to into public restrooms on my own?
I hope these Life Lessons can help you it in some way or another, you know what they say "Hind sight is 20/20" (wait, isn't hindsight one word? my bad, hehehehehe).
I thought I'd leave you with a picture of the inside of our new apartment. I took this picture from the loft where our bedroom is. The little area on the other side of the stairs is our office, where yours truly is typing up this very blog post.
Anyways, I hope you have a great day today. Later gators!!