Hit her for me, flea.
Then grab it all and throw it in the shredder.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Hit her for me, flea.
Then grab it all and throw it in the shredder.
I used to sneak old paperwork out of my boss's office and hide it in the shredder bin down the hall. If I let her check it over, she would spend all day re-reading it before deciding to keep it. I figured I was helping by keeping her focused on papers less than five years old.
I have got to remember not to talk about dismembered fingers at work, especially during lunch.
OK, how I really wanted my dad to email me back?
I think I really didn't. Upsetting. Grrr.
My boss found a box of floppy disks that are about 8 inches square. I have never seen a floppy that big, and my memory of computers goes back to about 1982 (5th grade, we played lemonade stand and programmed a turtle in school with an Apple). We are now pondering a display case of the weirdest/oldest shit found in our file drawers.
Ooh! 8" floppies. Those *are* old. Late seventies or so.
We once found a dirty turkey baster, that was used for a science experiment then thrown in a box.
And a bag of Teddy Grahams from 1995...that was in 2001.
My parents have a huge stack of boxes of punch cards (they make excellent flash cards, flip books and such so dad hoards them for mom.)
I remember 8" floppies! My dad had an "awesome" stock market game on 8" floppies at his office when I was a kid.
I just had my favorite pork rind tacos at La Cabanita. They raised the price on the lunch special by a buck, though. Harumph.