WALK THE LINE
During a visit to New York City, Albuquerque resident Alicia Borrego indulged her love of shoes at a mammoth DSW store. She found the boots she wanted, but not the size. No problem, the saleswoman said—they would find it and ship the boots to her for free. “Ecstatic, I jumped at that and gave her my address,” Borrego said. You know what comes next: The clerk said they couldn’t ship internationally, that she lived in Mexico, blah, blah. So Borrego took a deep breath and began the geography lesson that every New Mexican knows by heart: It’s one of the 50 states, next to Arizona and below Colorado …
BUT WE CAN DRIVE YOU UP THE WALL
When Kathleen Smith lived in Philadelphia, she went to a Greyhound station for a ticket to Albuquerque, but the agent insisted she pay for an international fare. After much wrangling and a visit by her supervisor, the agent sold her a domestic ticket, then snapped, “You have any trouble, it’s on you!” No trouble at all, ma’am. In fact, Smith moved to Albuquerque after that trip.
Sherry Lopez said her son loved getting an OYO Sports Endzone model of the University of New Mexico Lobos’ football stadium. It even had UNM’s name on it, right there on the front of the box and on one of its sides. On the back and two of its other sides, however, the branding alternated between “University of Mexico” and “University of Meixco,” thereby compounding a geographical error with a spelling one. After Lopez posted it on Facebook, someone wisely noted: “Instant collectible! Leave it in the box.”
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