And the Award Goes To…Mrs. Butterworth

I’ve laid low for the week, for the most part, as this has been Spring Break around town. Sandy, however, has had quite a week for herself where she works. For my many readers who are not so intimately acquainted with our lives, my beloved dons many caps: wife to yours truly, the pastor’s wife to our church family, mother to our one son, called friend by many, manages to fit ‘caregiver’ for her disabled husband in her life, and is also a 14-year employee at UPS where she works five nights a week at an Atlanta hub.

This week she learned she was Employee of the Month for her Atlanta hub! This is actually her second such award in her years there and I am so blessed in that my wife has let Christ’s Light shine through her in such a tough workplace. Some of her workmates call her “First Lady” which is the African-Americans designation for ‘pastor’s wife’. Mostly, she’s called “Miss Sandy”.mrsb.jpg Not long ago, her workmates asked her to join them for an after-shift breakfast at IHOP and were amazed by how zany and goofy she could be. “Miss Sandy, we had no idea how funny you were!”

She also has another nickname. And on a night she learned of her dubious distinction as Employee of the Month, and also got a check for backpay (she wasn’t aware of), she also got one of the highest honors for being “one of the gang.” You see, Sandy goes from her regular job as sorter to another job for overtime pay (to help on our son’s boarding school bill). At this other job, she wraps up T-Mobile phones to be sent back to the company for repairs and such. Hundreds and hundreds of phones. The men who work in the area enjoy the art of bequeathing nicknames but you really have to prove yourself to them to earn one.

They have dubbed the manager who works their area, Casper. Obviously he is caucasian, but he is also, evidently, a ‘friendly ghost.’ Up until the other night, they called Sandy the “T-Mobile Lady” but assured her they would be thinking of one that really fits. On Wednesday night, they came to her and said, “We’ve got it.” After much thought and effort, they conveyed to her the honorable nomenclature “Mrs. Butterworth.”

Mrs. Butterworth?!?

“Yes,” they told her, “it’s because you are a woman of respect and deserving of respect. And you are also very sweet to all us old guys…” After the explanation, she has settled into it and wears it well.

That’s my baby. My Mrs. Butterworth.


8 thoughts on “And the Award Goes To…Mrs. Butterworth

  1. marie says:

    I would like to add to that… How ’bout Saint Mrs. Butterworth. We would all do well to aspire to be like her. I thereby nominate her for sainthood.


  2. Jerald says:

    She’s got my vote!


  3. pasturescott says:

    My dear Marie and Jerald…I have shared your feelings with the Mrs. and she concurs: you both have really good taste in people. Hey, I just sorta made a ‘punny’…syrup…tasty…?


  4. Alan Powell says:

    We both truly married above our heads!
    By the way, April 13th marks 11 years of marriage for Michelle and I.


  5. pasturescott says:

    Yes and amen! So she’s still sticking around? 🙂
    Hey Alan, I seem to remember something about that special day…hmmm…what was it? Must think…must think…

    Happy Anniversary you old curmudgeon!


  6. pasturescott says:

    Oh, and Alan…it’ll be Friday the 13th…eery, huh?


  7. Alan Powell says:

    It seems that the guy that married us knew what he was doing. Thank you for your wise counsel and for making our day even more special.

    Friday the 13th? I have given it some thought but I figured that since she was born on Frioday the 13th I would be ok.


  8. pasturescott says:

    Y’know, when you have a dapper groom and beautiful bride to work with, it’s really no work at all!

    The minister in question is still honored he was asked to be a part…

    Have a wonderful and blessed tomorrow!


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