Monday, March 31, 2008

To Me, It's Simple ... But Maybe it's Not

At a fast-food drive thru ...

6 months ago:
ME: May I have a chicken, bacon ranch salad please?
DRIVE-THRU WORKER: What kind of dressing?
ME: Uh, ranch?

Yesterday:
ME: May I have a southwest salad please?
DRIVE-THRU WORKER: What kind of dressing?
ME: Uh, southwest?

Today:
I bought the ingredients for my own salad ... and I'm lovin' it.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Childish People
or Why I Don't Like Working With Women

First, let me say it's not all women. It's only the childish ones that drive me insane.

Now, I like this guy a lot. I actually had a crush on him that lasted, oh, about a minute-and-a-half. Anyway, he's a newsworthy guy so I have to report on him quite a bit, as does the local newspaper. I have beaten them on several stories concerning him in recent weeks -- the most recent being yesterday.

His girlfriend's name is Amy. This morning, I opened my voice mail. What was on it? A recording of the song "Amy." Did I get angry or sad? No! I laughed at the juvenile lengths this person feels she must go to in order to bother me. I'm only blogging about it because I find it so funny. So, nice try kiddo. And thanks for the laugh!