One of my golfing buddies smiles as I drain a long putt.
Sometimes the best laid plans just don't work out. I planned to take the morning off to play golf with some guys I know. I haven't played for a couple of years because I got out of the habit. We were supposed to start at 7:30ish, but the guy who made our reservation could only get an 8:30 am time. We didn't finish until almost 2:00 pm. Then it was on to lunch and before you know it, it was too late to drive over to work. I guess I will have to work tomorrow, instead of being off.
The nature of my job involves a lot of customer contact, so I had about 20 or 25 calls on my cell phone. It was still better than being at the office.
We started off walking the course, but the course is really hilly and the weather today was muggy, so at the end of the first 9 holes we got a cart.
In an ideal world, I would be able to work about 3 days a week. I would like a job on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, days, no nights. This would give me plenty of leisure time.
One of the guys at golf today owns a chain of restaurants. His work is keeping an eye on his managers and handles the strategic planning. He has plenty of flexibility in his schedule. The second guy was his son who manages one of the restaurants. If dad wants to golf, son gets time off. The third member of our foursome has a job where he works 12 hour days, 3 days a week. Pretty nice.
Since I had not played golf in about two years, so I was a little apprehensive that I would embarrass myself. It turned out that the restaurant owner was a pretty good player, but the other two were horrible. I shot a 96, not too bad for an older guy.
In other news, the local media is in full-on hysteria over West Nile virus. Our local health officials have identified a "hot zone" for the virus. Casa Sneed is right in the middle of the "hot zone". This is how they print it in the paper, with quotes, "hot zone". It sounds so formidable, "hot zone".
At Casa Sneed we are hunkered down against the onslaught. The lovely Mrs. Sneed often yells, "*%%%^#@ mosquitoes!" This is effective in scaring some away. I have decided to shower only once a week, I don't think they bite stinky guys as much. That's about the sum of the plan.
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.
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Sometimes the best laid plans just don't work out. I planned to take the morning off to play golf with some guys I know. I haven't played for a couple of years because I got out of the habit. We were supposed to start at 7:30ish, but the guy who made our reservation could only get an 8:30 am time. We didn't finish until almost 2:00 pm. Then it was on to lunch and before you know it, it was too late to drive over to work. I guess I will have to work tomorrow, instead of being off.
The nature of my job involves a lot of customer contact, so I had about 20 or 25 calls on my cell phone. It was still better than being at the office.
We started off walking the course, but the course is really hilly and the weather today was muggy, so at the end of the first 9 holes we got a cart.
In an ideal world, I would be able to work about 3 days a week. I would like a job on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, days, no nights. This would give me plenty of leisure time.
One of the guys at golf today owns a chain of restaurants. His work is keeping an eye on his managers and handles the strategic planning. He has plenty of flexibility in his schedule. The second guy was his son who manages one of the restaurants. If dad wants to golf, son gets time off. The third member of our foursome has a job where he works 12 hour days, 3 days a week. Pretty nice.
Since I had not played golf in about two years, so I was a little apprehensive that I would embarrass myself. It turned out that the restaurant owner was a pretty good player, but the other two were horrible. I shot a 96, not too bad for an older guy.
In other news, the local media is in full-on hysteria over West Nile virus. Our local health officials have identified a "hot zone" for the virus. Casa Sneed is right in the middle of the "hot zone". This is how they print it in the paper, with quotes, "hot zone". It sounds so formidable, "hot zone".
At Casa Sneed we are hunkered down against the onslaught. The lovely Mrs. Sneed often yells, "*%%%^#@ mosquitoes!" This is effective in scaring some away. I have decided to shower only once a week, I don't think they bite stinky guys as much. That's about the sum of the plan.
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
1 comment:
I always wanted one of those half-time teaching jobs. You get 50% of your gross salary plus full benefits. You and the other teacher arrange how you'll split the job - every other week would be nice.
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