Friday, July 11, 2008

10:23am Kenai, AK
There are some days when i don't stop moving and everywhere i go people need something. But then case-up comes in for break on a day like today fighting over the remote and giving unsolicited advice to the room at large and i couldn't be happier to have the job (and the crew) that i have. I would probably be rotting in some Alaskan jail by now if i had to work with some of these people all day. (Or I'd go Sweeney Todd on their behinds and turn them into seagull food...not really...I'm not that hateful) I only have to be around and talk to most of these people in small doses and that is just fine by me. Give me a toilet bowl, some latex gloves and a language barrier any day of the week and twice on Sunday.
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2 comments:

Unknown said...

Bear with me, this is slightly "Cool story, Kate Beckinsale..."

I spent the last three days with an old friend from college, Elizabeth, and her son Quincy. I had checked your blog from her computer a couple months ago, when you first started, and then she told me this weekend that now she reads it regularly. So every time we were foiled by life during the last three days, she would look at me a clench her fist and say, "Damn you Kool-Aid Man." It cracked me up AND made me miss you.

It just occurred to me I haven't sent you the Bob-a-cue pictures yet, so I'll send them tomorrow. Julia and Alex are visiting this week, so maybe they'll take a picture with 2-D too.

July 12, 2008 at 6:58 PM
MicheleSam said...

I think think "Damn you Kool-Aid Man" is destined to become the next stage slogan.

July 16, 2008 at 6:49 PM

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