I almost forgot to tell this story. If I hadn't seem the commercial, it would have slipped my RF addled brain. While we were in between our live shots, myself, Obie (our interpid reporter) and Mike (great sat truck op/photog) were talking at the riser. Another reporter ambled by and intoduced herself to us. The name will be withheld because of the stupidity of the reporter. But she was a young reporter for a station in Youngstown, OH.
As we introduced ourselves, she had a hard time understanding the name of our reporter. His first name is Obed. It's a biblical name. Professionally for TV he does go by Obie. But this young lass could not wrap her mind around what his name was. She kept asking him to repeat it.
Obie: "It's Obie..my name is really Obed, but everyone calls me Obie"
Lass: "Huh? Oh..O.B. as in the TAMPON!"
Now, the poor misguided lass, being a woman, could make that leap. I don't know if any NORMAL or SANE woman would make their synapses fire in that manner, but she did.
We could not stop laughing at his expense, of course. Even Kotex..err..Obie has to chuckle at it.
The only bad part, we have to keep him out of the rain now.
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Okay - I'll jump in here as a pretty "normal" woman. I have known Kotex . . . I mean Obie for a few years. I would have never in my life made the connection of remembering his name as a feminine product. Being a nurse, I might have thought of Obie as OB or obstetrics, but not as a feminine product. But you know the other day I was driving by this place and did I ever tell you that I was hit by a car there?
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