Learned a lesson a few weeks back, and that lesson was, ‘What I hear isn’t necessarily what you said.’
Why do I need that lesson?
Read on…
All in Other
Lost in the Flood
In the future, when bad weather is forecast, and you are bombarded with news flashes to ‘stay off the road’ or ‘emergency vehicles only’, but you think, ‘it’s not too bad, I can go out’ do me a favor: don’t.
The Place Where the Customer Is Probably Never Right
During this holiday season, you think people who work in retail stores would be sure the customer was satisfied with their purchases, in hope for a return visit.
You may think that, but you’d be wrong.
A Christmas Carol II: Ebenezer's Revenge
Scrooge was better than his word …
Taller Than Hitler: My first interview
Everything from my ex-wife, messy house, and a certain German dictator were discussed
This Experience With A Psychic Sent Shivers Down My Spine
I love psychics (but you knew that).
Born With An Expiration Date
My premonition on the day I’m going to die
Corporate Bundles of Joy
Recently, a friend and I went to a bar where another friend, Traci, is a bartender. She just started a new day job and told us how her company sends her to HR (Human Resource) classes, has her watch videos, and basically she finds it very hard to stay engaged.
Reminded me of my first days at AT&T, back in the eighties.
The Next Voice You Hear
Spent the last week of July this year down in Belmar, New Jersey in the bottom half of my ex-sister-in-law’s two family house. Its a great house, equidistant between the beach and the center-of-town. However, my favorite thing to do is, at the end of the day, after the sun goes, is plant myself on the front section of her wrap around porch.
If You Giggle at ‘Uranus’, Read On...
Author’s Note: This is not a spoiler alert, this is more like ‘if you don’t like what I say next, do not read further.’
Not Your Average Father's Day Story
It was Father’s Day a few years ago and the kids and I decided to do a tour of the Jersey shore. The plan was to start in Asbury Park, and then we would work our way along the coast to Belmar and then end up in Point Pleasant for a late lunch. In Asbury Park, as we walked the boardwalk, I got excited as we neared Convention Hall. I told the kids to follow me...
At This Age You’d Think I’d Know How to Chew My Food
Chew your food thirty-two times should be more than a suggestion
When People Need Help, Lend a Hand and Not Just the Middle Finger
I will file this under people are fucking assholes…
One of the Last Things My Mother Ever Said to Me
Sometimes Parents Are Not Always Right
The Unaccredited Wingman
It was like listening to two forty-something frat boys trying to one up each other.
Please, Don’t Drive Off The Mountain
Author’s Note: For this post, I am not using real names. I’m not hiding a crime (well, not really) and the people involved know who they are. Usually, I would ask the people in the post if I could use their names, but in this case, I don’t have access to everyone, so ‘the names have been changed to protect...me.’
Always Lift With Your Back
Drove out of my development the other day, saw a young couple, and another young woman, who stood by a small, white SUV, hatch back open and the tail end of a couch hung out over the pavement. The three stared at the car, puzzled looks stamped on their faces.
...and one more for the road
I grew up at a time that drunk driving was encouraged (kidding, of course – sort of).
