Archive for November, 2014

Please address and sign your love notes.

November 27, 2014 Leave a comment

Two coworkers of mine carpool to work.  Mr. A rides to work in Mr. B’s car….Mr. A’s wife wrote a three word note, “I love you,” and put it in his lunch.  It fell out of his lunch bag during the ride to work without his even knowing he had it.  Mr. B’s wife found the note with those words in a hand she didn’t recognize in her husband’s car….  It was sorted out fairly quickly but I’m told there were some exciting moments first.

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Funny panic.

November 20, 2014 Leave a comment

When I’m at the grocery store sometimes, when putting my food up on the cashier’s conveyor, I don’t put the divider stick between my food and that of the person in front of me to see how they’ll react.

Dividers are great.  They let the cashier know when one load of groceries ends and the next begins…nothing else, really.  When the division between my order and the one in front of me gets close to the cashier I put the divider up but sometimes the person in front puts it up first.  What’s really funny is when they get their nose out of joint or are clearly in a panic to get the divider in place….as if I want to pay for their effing potatoes!

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A thought while sitting on the toilet.

November 20, 2014 Leave a comment

It’s been in effect for a while but had you considered that with the penny being taken out of circulation, the cost of using a wishing well went up five-fold?  Sure, prices have been low for a looooong time, but what a jump!

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November 16, 2014 Leave a comment

I was reading about a fellow on an online forum trying his hand at hand scraping and made me think of my own hand scraping experience:

I was an apprentice welder in a machine shop, which made me the resident cave-man, but did a little delicate work sometimes.  I remember doing some hand scraping exercises(läppen) and submitting a small standard to the machinist for inspection.  I spent a couple hours on it and agonized about how accurate it was…made sure it LOOKED good too… He looked at if for 0.5 seconds, said, “OK,” and handed it back….no detailed critique…no, “‘atta boy!”

Pass…get back to work.  It ended up in the scrap bin.

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