I've been in this motel for over two weeks now waiting for my truck to be fixed. One of the housekeepers here, a black lady, has been calling me either "Mr Blue" or "Mr B" since I've been here.

Tonight that housekeeper happened into the motel lounge after her shift. I asked her why the hell she referred to me as Mr Blue. She told me the first time she saw me I was smoking a pipe and wearing a royal blue dress shirt and after that every shirt she saw me wearing was some shade of blue, and she just thought of me as Mr Blue because she thought I looked really good in blue and smoking a pipe I had to be called Mister. She seems to think anyone who smokes a pipe is deserving of respect. In her words "Any man smoking a pipe is uptown".

Ok.

I hadn't thought about it but all three of the shirts I brought with me when I put the truck in the shop was some shade of blue. I guess I am partial to that color shirt even though I hadn't thought about it.

She's a nice lady and I guess I don't mind being called Mr Blue. She told me she liked the smell of my pipe tobacco and it made my room smell a lot better than a lot of the rooms she had to clean. A compliment to  my pipe tobacco I guess. Also a great compliment to her taste in odors I think.

We had a good time in the lounge and I feel just a little bit closer to her. She really is a nice lady, which is what I first felt about her. I love getting to know new people. Despite the fact that she calls me by some made up name she's a person I feel happy that I have met.