Smallest Fish

Yesterday Ty and I purchased our fishing licenses.
It is important to follow the rules when hiding out from the law.

The licenses were purchased at a fishing charter company called Jay's Fishing.
The man at the desk had zero customer relations skills and a heavy french accent. The interrogation stated off the bat, it was plain to see he did not want to sell us our licenses.

" Hi ! We would like to buy two salt water fishing licenses" -me
" Are you canadiennnns ?"-Frenchy
" Yes we are"
" Do yoú houve I.D's ?"
After showing him our ids.
" We ónly acccept cash"
" Fair enough. How much will the licenses cost ?"
" twenty seven dollársssss"
" I have exactly that."
Fills out forms, enters it in the till. Glares at me some more. Fills out paper some more. Hands me a license.
" So I can catch up to four salmon a day right ?"
" Pléase read the book, it is behind the róds."
" Oh, is it not four salmon a day ?"
Glares, snickers, huffs and puffs aggressively out of his nose in a frustrated french manner.
" Two Cóho and two Chinnook a day. Sórry it is $28.35 for the license."
" But I told you I only have 27 dollars. Ok here take the license back. I am going to get some change."
" You do not have ány change ? None at all ?"
" No I only had the $27. I am coming back in a minute hold on."
An older fishing gentlemen in his early sixties wearing goretex khaki overalls and black knee high gum boots in 20 degree weather stomps into the empty store. He stops just before the counter looks at me searching through my purse and looks at Frenchy.

" Now! Why Are You Making Young Women Upset ? Jeez louise what the Hell is going on here"
This gave me the impression that Frenchy has been causing around these parts for quite some time.

" She does not have énough monéy to buy license!"
" Well, I Just happen to have a pocket full of change I have been dieing to get rid of here"

Older fisherman reaches into his overall pocket and pulls out an entire fistful of loonies and twoonies. Slams all of it on the table while keeping his steely gaze hooked at Frenchy.
" Oh Sir thank you for the offer but I can go get change. It is no problem really. Thank you for the offer it is very kind of you."
The older fisherman looks over at me with his kind old eyes and says in a matter of fact manner.

" This is from one fisherman to another. I always help a fellow fisherman,"
He paid the 3.00 extra on purpose. I got handed my license and thanked him. He then turned to Frenchy in a snide remark he said " Where the hell is Jay at ? "
( the owner of Jay's fishing store also a world class fisherman.)

I really do love all the crazy characters out here. Cheers to you Sir Fisherman.