"Grease"/"Fire" - Frankie Valli/Ohio Players, 1978/1975

Last night, John and I were sorta watching an American TV program, new to us in the UK, called "Big Love". I use the phrase sorta watching because we were half asleep, with the television's sleep timer turned on.

In my semi-conscious state, I was listening to some of the show's dialogue...but admittedly, I was not watching at all. But what I gather had happened was that a teenaged girl had appeared, with a friend (another teenaged girl), at her family's dinner table. They had obviously never met the friend before, and it sounded as if the two girls were workmates. Father or Mother (can't remember which) asked them something like, "We didn't expect you to be home. Why aren't you at work?"

Daughter answered, "We got out of work early."

Friend continued with the words, "Grease fire."

I don't know exactly why, but this dialogue just tickled me. I started laughing. I kept laughing. John asked me what I was laughing about. I told him. He didn't chuckle. He didn't get it. "Grease fire?", he asked. "What does that mean, then?" I explained that I would imagine the girls worked in a KFC, or McDonald's, or some other fast-food joint, and the frying oil had caught fire.

He responded with something like, "Oh...."

I continued to laugh. I don't know why it struck me as funny. I guess I never thought of the phrase "grease fire" as being an excuse for not being at work. And it was uttered so matter-of-factly.

John says that from now on, when I need cheering up, he'll just mention "grease fire" to get me to laugh. It will probably work, too!

Sorry, everybody. I suspect this is one of those "you had to be there" Lord Celery. entries. But that's the kind of stuff my brain often does!

;-)

Janet