waiting on the man. (friday dispatch)

wtf mates?

Ok, so I am out one car. Stolen. It's a dumb story, one that I'm not getting into.

File under: working with people is dumb.

Okay so there are two new girls at work. I am sure you have heard this story. New girl one went on the highly unnecessary organizing tangent. New girl two seems to generally be okay. Or so it would seem. New girl two works two jobs (maybe three). She works here with me and then she also subs and possibly tutors on he side. She signed up to do a presentation here, but then she also signed up to sub that day. She asked if I would cover her on the presentation. I told her no. Mostly because BOTH THOSE THINGS ARE OPTIONAL. I understand that in a multiple job situation, the highest paying job takes priority, but nobody said sign up for either of those things. My sympathy is sorely lacking.

Now I'm on a mission to find a comparable car for the insurance company. You try finding a 94 Saturn twin cam with ~85,000 miles on it. If you are successful, I'll make you a cookie and possibly buy you an hour with a hooker.

But on the upside, there are a lot of affordable to semi affordable Saturns out there.

and that's the news from the Kalamazoo River, where the women are strong, the men are heavily bearded, and the kids are slightly scarier than average.