"HON"!?!?!

Someone's mom was a Southern waitress. I was at Lockheed today and go clotheslined by an employee there (By the way, , getting "clotheslined" is a term from my childhood. We'd play hide and seek all hours of the night, and getting clotheslined is where you were running from someone or to someplace and you forgot some backyard had a clothesline. Pwang!)

Anyway, this guy - who also teaches algoriths to engineers - clotheslines me, we talk a bit, and as I am leaving, he says "Buh-bye, Hon."

He stopped and turned eighty shades of red. I tilted my head a second in confusion - like a dog hearing a high-pitched noise. But them I shook it off and just walked away. The guy is married, and he and his wife are the original UGLIES.

Hon.

Hmmm.