November 26, 2007Now I'm all Bummed OutA neighbor from up the street just came by to return a sweatshirt (which I refused to take back) which I'd given him to wear last night when a fire broke out in his house (the photos I posted). He was standing outside in 50º weather at midnight with no shirt on. ![]() I had never seen him before but he told me he just moved to Phoenix from Oregon 3 weeks ago (to be near his 26 yr old daughter he just found out he has) and just rented space in that house 1 1/2 weeks ago. The space he had was a converted storage room with a loft, more like a studio apt. Wiring fell and overheated and caused the fire. Everything he owns is ruined from smoke and water. His daughter can't put him up because her space is too small and she doesn't have a job and can't afford to feed or help him. I wish I was rich so I could help people like this. He's such a nice guy and was so appreciative of the sweatshirt. Life sucks sometimes.
Posted on 11/26/2007 1:21 PM Comments (12)
November 15, 2007The Problem with Outsourcing
I was depressed last night so I called Lifeline, a Suicide Hotline. I got a call center in Pakistan. I told them I was suicidal. They got all excited and asked if I could fly a plane.
************************************************************* That was emailed to me this evening. I'm not sure if it's amusing or pathetic. Pathetically amusing? Amusingly pathetic?
Posted on 11/15/2007 9:12 PM Comments (4)
November 14, 2007Conniving ParentsA man in Phoenix calls his son
in New York the day before
Thanksgiving and
says," I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your Mother
and I are divorcing, 45 years of misery is enough." "Pop, what are you talking about?" the son
screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer,"
the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about
this, so you call your sister in Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the
phone. "No way they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take
care of this." She calls The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.
"Okay," he says," They're coming for Thanksgiving and they’re
paying their own way."
Posted on 11/14/2007 8:42 AM Comments (8)
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