We often order pizza on Sunday evenings from a local place. We always order the same thing and the pizza place has purchase records by phone number. They usually ask me if I want the usual. Today they didn't ask and when younger son Sneed got home with the pizza it was not ours. I called and reported the problem. The kid on the phone explained to me that I got what I ordered. When I disagreed he got the manager on the phone and he told me to bring it back in.
When I arrived I was prepared to have a fight on my hands, but instead I got an apology from the manager. By today's customer service standards that is pretty good. It would have been nice for him to deliver the right pizza to my house and pick up the mistaken one, but it turned out okay.
These are photos of a Paraguay Nightshade, or Blue Potato Bush, on the side of the house. This plant is frost and heat resistant, drought tolerant and does very well in our climate. This one looked ragged earlier in the year but the recent rainfall has improved its appearance
I read an advertisement for a miracle dietary supplement that can reverse memory loss due to aging. I need to order some but I can't recall where I read about it.
Here's another thing. I read in the paper that tall people are smarter than short people according to a study by British researchers. I am in the tallest 5% of American men at 6'4" or 194cm, so this doesn't surprise me one bit. Just kidding, I actually bring the averages down.
When I arrived at work this past Thursday I noticed a gathering of the bosses in an open area near my cubicle. I had to walk right past them to get to my cage, ah cubicle, and I noticed an air of excitment about them. It was positively electric.
When I got to my desk I had a message waiting for me from my boss saying that his boss's boss (my boss's, boss's, boss) would be in town Thursday and that he just wanted me to know. The translation of that is "don't embarass me in front of this guy." I hope I'm not the only underling who got that warning.
After getting settled in for the day, I strolled out of my cubicle and ran smack into Mr. Big Wheel himself. I was prepared to give him the old hidee-ho and endure his questions about who I was and what great things I do for the company, but he looked right through me as though I was a window. He offered not glimmer of recognition that I was present. So I return the snub, although I am not sure you can snub someone who doesn't acknowledge your existence.
Mr. Big Wheel loaded up his minions and off they went for the day, leaving us to our menial little lives. They no doubt spent the day trying to impress him with their supervisory super powers and their great vision. I have been at audience in the royal court of Mr. Wheel and he has a favorite saying that goes, "This train is leaving the station, either get on or get left behind." I'm sure they took turns assuring Mr. Wheel that they are definitely on the train.
It is good to be one of the little people. Merle.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it.
Tag:
Daily Life
Personal Finance
Humor
I read an advertisement for a miracle dietary supplement that can reverse memory loss due to aging. I need to order some but I can't recall where I read about it.
Here's another thing. I read in the paper that tall people are smarter than short people according to a study by British researchers. I am in the tallest 5% of American men at 6'4" or 194cm, so this doesn't surprise me one bit. Just kidding, I actually bring the averages down.
When I arrived at work this past Thursday I noticed a gathering of the bosses in an open area near my cubicle. I had to walk right past them to get to my cage, ah cubicle, and I noticed an air of excitment about them. It was positively electric.
When I got to my desk I had a message waiting for me from my boss saying that his boss's boss (my boss's, boss's, boss) would be in town Thursday and that he just wanted me to know. The translation of that is "don't embarass me in front of this guy." I hope I'm not the only underling who got that warning.
After getting settled in for the day, I strolled out of my cubicle and ran smack into Mr. Big Wheel himself. I was prepared to give him the old hidee-ho and endure his questions about who I was and what great things I do for the company, but he looked right through me as though I was a window. He offered not glimmer of recognition that I was present. So I return the snub, although I am not sure you can snub someone who doesn't acknowledge your existence.
Mr. Big Wheel loaded up his minions and off they went for the day, leaving us to our menial little lives. They no doubt spent the day trying to impress him with their supervisory super powers and their great vision. I have been at audience in the royal court of Mr. Wheel and he has a favorite saying that goes, "This train is leaving the station, either get on or get left behind." I'm sure they took turns assuring Mr. Wheel that they are definitely on the train.
It is good to be one of the little people. Merle.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it.
Tag: Daily Life
Personal Finance
Humor
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