The jeep needs to be washed. badly.
it now has volcanic dust on it. (all the better to lift finger prints with) and will require a pressured spray of water to get it off...
so these kids are having a fund raiser. You've seen these things... kids on the side of the street with signs... buckets to collect money... they wash your car, you give them whatever you have.
i see what i think is this and i am excited... as we have discussed, my jeep needs to be washed. badly.
so i pull over, here come the kids with the bucket. i drop in my coupla bucks... they say thank you, and run away.
wait.
what just happened? my jeep is failing to wash itself, and no one else is doing it?
WTF?
it was not THAT kind of fund raiser. It was more like just begging for funds. mutha f*******! These little punks these days don't know how good they have it! in my day, the dance team did not get to go to competitions unless we raised a certain amount of money... and one of the ways we did it was selling stuff, or providing services for said money! not just taking people's money!
in retrospect the sentence before last might look questionable, but you know what i mean.
ugh.
So back to laptop that was taken... filled out police report yesterday. My boss's boss got in town today and will be here through friday... m will tell him that he has to sign off on buying me a new laptop. not fired yet. we will see how this goes.
also, since the most recent dismissal of DK... i still need that freakin letter of rec for law school from his dad. he is picking it up and getting the privilege of dropping it off tomorrow. sticking to it this time. no him. no more. not good. wow, now if i only had a nickel for every time...
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
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