When I was a kid growing up in the sports rich Pleasant Street neighborhood, a favorite argument-ender was the do-over. Couldn’t decide safe or out? Do-over. Foul or fair? Do-over. In-bounds or out of bounds? Do-over.

It didn’t always end the anger, but it usually ended the argument.

Ever wish you could have a do-over for something you said?

If you are ever tempted to answer the phone in Meijer by saying; “If you’re here already, why am I here?”, don’t. Make a practice of always saying,”Hello, this is ________, how can I help you?”

I caused a terrible conflagration up at the place (thanks Ray Bradbury, I always wanted to write that in a sentence) with my smart-aleck answer.

She wasn’t at Meijer, her feelings were hurt that she wasn’t at Meijer and I dumped salt in the wound by suggesting she was at Meijer.

I’m sorry Honey, can I have a do-over?