The strangest thing….
I had an Amish guy in my house today.
How random is that?
Amish people are everywhere in my part of the country so it’s not like I never see them, but I guess I generally don’t see them so up close and personal…. and definitely not in my house.
I have got to admit that I have always been fascinated by the Amish, how they live, the fact they live without electricity and most of the daily stuff that we take for granted…….still driving around horse and buggies…almost like a moving image from our past…..there is something about them that is so fascinating to me.
Our culture keeps moving ahead at record pace and the Amish still keep doing what they have done for centuries. I cant imagine what it is like to live their life…….I worked on the horse farm with Amish men and woman and the women are some of the hardest working people I have ever worked with. The men are often the best craftsmen…..the women just never stop working…..even young girls…….cooking, cleaning, sweating to beat heck draped in all of those clothes….and they never stop. Work, work, work.
In my neck of the woods, the Amish are the BEST contractors and laborers you can hire. They build the best furniture and I know this one Amish dude who makes the most beautiful leather dog collars. I have always admired people who work with their hands, so maybe that is part of my fascination…..I don’t know for sure……but they do interest me.
It is uncommon for me to see Amish people in my daily life here in Indiana but I would say its considered normal to head outside of town and see horses attached to hitching posts at the stores and being careful to slow down to pass the buggies as they slowly move down the roads……..but it is NOT every day I have an Amish guy in my house. (A kind of cute one to boot.)
John (the Amish guy) and his partner (a black dude) came to my house to give me a bid on some contractual work. We had to walk my entire house from basement to attic and discuss what they other contractor had done wrong and how it should be done…correctly. The entire time the Amish guy is making great conversation with me, asking me about the dogs, the house, all sorts of other random stuff……it really surprised me. He even spoke without the accent that most of the Amish have here……not sure what type of accent it would be considered, but maybe it is something similar to a Dutch type accent…..Not John…He spoke perfectly clear to me….no noticeable accent.
Then when we were finished and ready to head upstairs, the Amish guy says…… “Were outta here”……. like a…..well….a “brotha.”
I couldn’t help but laugh……..it was the strangest thing……there we all stood, an old black guy, a middle aged white woman and a young Amish guy……and the Amish guy spouts off “Were outta here” in a way that Chris Tucker would say it. It was the funniest thing and a perfectly random way to end a perfectly random meeting……
Sounds like the beginning to a bad joke doesn’t it?…….Hey….Did ya hear the one about the Black dude, the white lady and the Amish guy?……bla bla bla.