Too Far Gone

Today, in the store, the clerk complained to me.

"Jesus," he said, "it's cold out there. It's killing me." (no, my name isn't Jesus, and the only time anyone ever uses it for me is when something is exasperating them - usually that something is me).

"Oh, this?" I replied, "This is nothing. And better this than humidity."

Four years, I've been here. And now I'm telling locals to stop fussing about cold weather. Just in time to pack it off elsewhere.


New job, new town, new purchases. Here is the partial list of things I have bought:
  • couch
  • recliner
  • new glasses
  • new sunglasses
  • new dvd and vcr player
  • a big boy prestige cell phone
  • all sorts of car repairs
  • moves here
  • movers there
Things I am preparing to buy:
  • a tv?
  • a faintly modern computer
  • some sort of big bookshelf/entertainment thingamajig
  • end tables and lamps
  • a big boy prestige vacuum
My Marxist ideals are stinging.


Yesterday, a sweet package - or a package of sweets - arrived in the mail for me. Among other things, the card said, "...maybe cookies for strength [are] just what a guy might need int he middle of a move."

And I thought, "Hooray! Cookies...and another box!"


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ash said...

HA! I did not realize until I enlarged the photo what that was. Brilliant.

June 18, 2009 at 9:24 PM
ash said...

also, it's going to be 100 degrees here tomorrow (107 w/ heat index). so i think i agree with the sentiment you expressed to the clerk.

June 18, 2009 at 9:33 PM