Cakes came home from her job at the restaurant and said that she had good news
The manager asked her if she would train all of the new hostesses!
She is only 16 and has only been working there for 3 months!
I think they like her!
Cakes came home from her job at the restaurant and said that she had good news
The manager asked her if she would train all of the new hostesses!
She is only 16 and has only been working there for 3 months!
I think they like her!
Younger people might not be able to relate to this post…
As I drove home from work this afternoon, it was all I could do to stay awake. (see previous post) All I was thinking about was going home and sleeping.
I stopped by Costco to pick my wife up since her shift was over at 5:30.
When I walked in, she told that she wore this certain top for me in case I wanted to take her out and then bent over a little bit to give me a better view (if you know what I mean)!
I felt like I had just slipped into The Twilight Zone. I think I just looked at her with a blank look. I am sure that my response was less than she was hoping for.
Fortunately for me, I had just got a great deal on a used 23″ Apple Cinema Display from someone at Craig’s List. So, we HAD to go home so I could hook it up and show it to her.
We looked at several photographs together, comparing the new screen with my laptop.
Since my desk is in our bedroom, she looked at them from our bed. When I turned to ask her what she thought, I saw the most beautiful sight…
The only manly response was to climb into bed and join her…
So I did…
Man, was it was great!!!
Now, before you get offended and accuse me of breaching the boundaries of propriety, I think you should ask me what I saw.
That’s better…
I’m so glad you asked.
When I turned around, I saw a completely dressed woman sound asleep! I climbed into bed with her, still in my work clothes and we slept for the next 12 hours!!!
Considering my condition, that was a great night in the sack!!!
Tough week sleeping
Yesterday, I had a very bad headache that was making me feel nauseous. I left work 1 1/2 hours early, went and crawled into bed. One and a half hours later, I woke up with the same headache.
Since it was 6:00, I decided against taking Excedrin PM. Instead, I took two Extra Strength Excedrin.
Bad decision…
First, the headache never went away. Second, although I was extremely tired, I couldn’t get to sleep until sometime after 1:00 A.M.!
Tired isn’t nearly a strong enough word to how I feel today at work. For instance, I squatted down to tie my shoe. That’s a simple task, right?
I lost my balance three times before I could finally accomplish the task.
I can’t wait to get home and sleep.
The other driver’s insurance company called me to inform me that they have declared the Honda a total loss.
Excuse me while I wipe a few tears from my eye…
I asked what they valued the car at
“Given that the car had a leather interior, low miles (I didn’t say anything but this struck me as somewhat ironic), with sales tax $4,400.”
After a brief pause, she asked “Is that not acceptable?”
“No.”
“What do you think the car is worth?”
“I have one of the best Honda mechanics in the city and he valued the car between $6-7,000!”
“Well, mechanics don’t sell cars.”
She then pulled out the NADA guide and offered me $6,906…with tax, of course.
She then added on $50 because they didn’t give us a rental car last weekend and $140 for the 12 CD changer. With the high end Pioneer radio that they let me keep, it comes right to the amount that I was hoping for.
So, our Honda saga comes to an end seven months after it began. (click on the Honda tag to see the whole story) Including the money that we spent on maintenance, we actually made money on the car!
That means that I have to dive back into the used car market! Yikes!
I have now driven a Hyundai for the first time.
My wife picked up our white Hyundai Accent from Enterprise yesterday morning and I drove it to work this morning.
It seems to be a reasonably well built econobox of a car.
Since it is a rental, the interior is merely functional. I’m grateful for the car but I do already miss the Honda’s rich leather interior.
It doesn’t have anywhere near the power of the Honda. Several times I tried to accelerate into traffic like I normally would only to be a little embarrassed that it took so long to get up to speed.
That being said, it does get much better gas mileage than our F150 Super Crew.
I hope the Honda is not declared a total loss.
I received a surprise tonight…
something that has NEVER happened to me before…
The other young man’s insurance company called to tell me that they were accepting 100% liability for the accident and would handle all of the costs!
Wow! Am I glad we moved to Kansas!
That is really great because we only had liability coverage on the Honda.
In California, that never would have happened!
Lest you think that I am exaggerating, in the accident that I wrote about yesterday, MY insurance paid to replace my car even though the police report stated that the other driver accelerated through a red light!
My insurance company also did not sue go after his insurance company for medical expenses. We had to do that on our own!
When I was rear ended while waiting at a stop sign on a freeway off ramp, MY insurance company paid to fix my car!
As surprising and pleasant as this feels, it is what really should happen. It is right. The guilty party pays.
In August, 2004, my oldest daughter drove our new Ford Windstar for her first day of classes at the local community college.
My son was with her because we had just learned that. although he was just 14, he qualified to enroll in a college Algebra class. Our youngest daughter was also in the car.
She was driving our minivan because I told her that she had to take her 1990 Toyota Camry into our mechanic for a complete service that morning before I would let her drive the 20 miles each way on the freeway. It was the last thing that I said as I walked out the door to go to work.
They were waiting at the light to make a left turn into the parking lot. The light turned yellow and the oncoming traffic began to stop. Bean started making her left turn.
Just then, a young man in a Dodge Ram 1500 pickup pulled out from behind the car ahead of him and floored the throttle trying to make the light.
The results weren’t pretty. The impact knocked our van back 84 feet and spun it 160°. Our van was totaled. The accident made the paper.
I arrived at the accident scene in time to see Cakes, completely strapped into a gurney, being loaded by paramedics into an ambulance. Bean and Big A were already seated inside.
I followed the ambulance to the Emergency room. Big A was vomiting every 15 minutes because of a bad concussion. Cakes foot was broken. Bean had bad seat belt burns and was picking glass out or her leg.
As bad as that sounds, if they had taken the Camry that morning, I would probably be a very, very sad father today.
Providentially, although the street was nearly empty, we had two witnesses who testified that the pickup driver ran the red light. Still, we had to get a lawyer because his insurance company (GEICO) would not pay for the damages.
We ended up winning the lawsuit just before my wife and children moved to KC.
I bring all of this up because today, 5 years and one week later, my son was driving our daughter’s beautiful Honda Accord to go take care of a friend’s dog. He was second in line in the left turn lane. When the left turn arrow turned green, he followed the car ahead of him.
Unfortunately, a young man on his way to a sales appointmentin a Toyota Camry had missed his turn and was looking at his Garmin. He didn’t see the red light and plowed into my son’s driver’s side door and front fender.
To his credit, the young man confessed all of this to the police. A young woman gave the same account. As I arrived at the scene, a second woman told the policeman that she felt so bad for my son that she drove back to the accident scene in order to be a witness.
Thankfully, both of the young men are uninjured.
Cakes’ Honda cannot be driven.
My daughter started school this week. She is going to be pretty busy this year.
She has 6 classes at the high school, her Great Books class on the Internet, will be mentoring incoming freshman and working two jobs!
We decided that she could continue work at the restaurant Wednesday (because school doesn’t start until 8:30 on Thursday morning), Friday and Saturday nights.
Well, whoever prepares the schedule did not get the message! She worked last night as planned. She wasn’t home when I got home from work tonight. When I asked Big A where she was, I was told she was at work!
When I asked her about it, she said that they also scheduled her Friday, Saturday, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday!!!
That ain’t gonna work! That is more than they scheduled her during the summer!
I came home from work tonight and saw a fairly large box sitting in the living room.
I wonder what that is? I don’t remember ordering anything…
I don’t remember anyone else talking to me about ordering anything…
It turns out that it is my son’s linens for college. Now I know why my wife didn’t argue with me! And here I thought that she was just bowing under the sheer force of my powerful male logic! Fat chance! She didn’t argue because she had already placed the order!
And now she is not happy. In fact, she is ticked off. Everything is cheap…low quality…
I didn’t say much.
I mean, I tried to tell her…
but…what do I know?
I wonder if she feels like I did when I took her to The Cheesecake Factory to go to the bathroom?
Probably not…
Women are NEVER…wait a minute, let me catch myself…I shouldn’t use the words always and never in a relationship…women are RARELY wrong!
We visited our 9th church today. We liked the 8th one very much but it is an hour drive. Today’s church was planted by the 8th church so we went with high hopes…
Since the church was near the Plaza (the country’s first outdoor mall), I decided that we should take in the scenery. Well, my wife had to use the restroom.
We went to Starbucks…there was a line.
I then suggested going across the street to The Cheesecake Factory. I knew that they had a nice, clean restroom.
When we got there, I told her that I would just wait outside.
“You mean you brought me here just to use the bathroom?”
I just looked at her. I was watching my innocent plan to bless her was blowing up in my face!
“You’re serious?”
It is amazing how fast a man can shrink.
“You said you had to go to the bathroom and I know that they have nice ones.”
“You brought me to the Cheesecake Factory and we are not going to eat?”
Her disbelief that I intended to defraud her, that I intended to stir up this desire that I had no intention of fulfilling was overwhelming. I realized that I needed to go inside the restaurant before she completely eviscerated me.
As usual, the food was great…until I got the bill.
It suddenly dropped down to the “O.K.” level.
Now I remember why we stopped going there on our date nights.