~Toughbooktalk~

Yesterdays story.
leaving at noon for Dr appt.
Decided to make soap delivery. 150gallons in a tote.
Had truck loaded and ready Thurs.
Directions are vague. Lists a street but no number. Web site list the same.
Oh well, If I find the street, I will drive up and down and find building...no problem.

Find street, drive up down, No joy...Pull over and call company 2 numbers , no answer either line.
Crap---now CRAP for real as I need to poop.
Call shop and talk to Dave, get number for companies other location.
Call and get directions.
Find location..Doors are all open, but no one is around. Doubling over in pain now....Where is bathroom?...Find it ...Oh you got to be kidding...Hotel style electronic lock on bathroom....

Hmmm..poop in field? poop on garage bay floor? poop in pants? OWWWW...
walk around for a minute.....colon calms down some.......
Ok lets deliver soap and get out of here.. I will forge signature.
Just as I finish pumping soap, I hear voices. Find voices, get signature and ask for passage to top security poop house. It takes dude 5-10 minutes to find security thingy.
I ask, WHY security lock? He says that he doesn't like cleaning bathroom....I wonder to myself, Do you like cleaning piles from garage bay floor?

I keep quiet as I have acquired passage to the THRONE. I walk in looking for the king...No king..
So I do the deal and as I am reassembling myself, my leather belt breaks in half.....ARGH...

Quick find a piece of rope or use your shoe laces.............................

I have had those days many days here in a row lately the last few months home. It seems everything is breaking one or two things a day here around the house at the store or on a car/truck.

Still haven't had time to pull the engine from the mini cooper to rebuild it or see how bad it is and look for a replacement.

sounds like you are full of shit


*sorry, could not resist that pun

Not for long.....