I'd forgotten how fervently that particular reference was invoked when I was in elementary school until recently ("are you a dude? *child's desire to fit in forces agreement and subsequently elicits laughter from peers* hahaha! you're in ingrown butthair! a dude is an ingrown butthair!") and I have no idea if it was unique to the town of Algona,
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And that was just a chunk off the side of one. Imagine if they'd had to take the whole thing off. I'd be really insufferable. =P
Isle of Jura and coconut rum for the win! Woohoo!
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totally get the 'busy' factor
what is which you being Mr JetSet all of a sudden?
argh...hope we see each other soon
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The other guy is my immediate supervisor.
Yeah, we can all see how that one works most of the time.
I *did* manage to convince him to do the complete bullshit double-install in Florida in a couple of weeks though. (four hours apart with equiptment moving from one site to another in the process)
From what I was told by people who are no longer there, the jetting cross-country goes in spurts.
Plus, we have another guy who's being trained in for the same job right now, so once things calm down for a while, we'll be able to finish training him and he'll start flying out next time things get hectic which will take a lot of the load off of me.
At least the flights are mostly weekday stuff. Since they're comprised almost entirely of business travellers, I get a bunch of stuck-up guys in suits watching DVD's on their portable players with headphones instead of inconsolable infants and kick-happy unsupervised spawnlings.
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