Hey, tommy, I hear your boss has a car for sale.
Natter 58: Let's call Venezuela!
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.
The parts are worth more than $200. There's gotta be millions of Hondas from that era still in circulation.
Do you think I could buy the car and have it shipped to me?
Do you think I could buy the car and have it shipped to me?
Heh.
My boss took his # off the ad. Which is good, as calls were starting to come to my phone....
It's got no brakes. Maybe Tom could just give it a good push in your direction.
Man I might be calling if I saw that deal locally.
A company car with no brakes sounds like harsh way to reduce headcount.
Why would you put your work number on a craigslist ad? That was the crucial mistake. Well, that, and not putting "best offer," apparently.
So, I'm sitting in my car outside of the yoga studio. And this woman in Toyota Carolla goes to get out of her parking spot and reverses into me and bumps my car (FWIW, CA license plate 3VOK629). She looks at me (balefully) in the her side mirror, then drives away. Seriously?!
Going to report her for hit and run, Kat, or some other applicable crime? I can't believe some people. Step up and take responsibility. A shrug is not responsibility.
This week has been like an investigation of ways to not want to get out of bed in the morning. Today is "because you're a lazy-ass, stupid" which is so much triter than all the rest so far. I suspect tomorrow may be "because it's hotter than the surface of Venus" but I don't want to slant the experiment ahead of time.
Stupid phones have stopped ringing. Ah.... silence.
Maybe the woman who hit Kat's car will have bad dreams about it and will be wracked with guilt. OK, probably not....