It must be his brand new car. On September 14th he was driving a blue convertible. His insurance rate is going up. They may deny his claim, saying he should have known that the branch on the tree was decaying and that he failed to remove it remove it.
I know the feeling. I get up in the morning, my mind telling me I can crawl under the porch and fix that broken floor joist. Then after I remove the entry cover and start crawling in through the small opening my body yells “just how stupid are you”. The answer is, stupid enough to keep going. Once inspected I crawl back out head to my workshop, pick up the phone and ask my son-in-law to stop by for coffee. Maybe his body doesn’t yell as loud.
My grandson was a big fan of Stephan Pastis. I went to one of his book signings to buy a couple of books as a Christmas gift. It was a cool and rainy evening and I expected the bookstore would be empty. There were around 100 fans waiting for him to read from his current book and to have copies signed.
I once worked for a Major retailer, no longer doing business. The manager invited all of the staff and their spouses to join him and his wife for Christmas diner at a nice restaurant. At the end of the evening he passed out bonus checks to each staff member, they were a good bonus. Then the waiters came in and passed out the checks for our dinners. We were expected to pay for our own dinner! There’s always a catch.
They’ve done away with ink pens!