Dear Builder,
Please stop talking about Obamacare and various other things you've heard on right wing radio.
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Dear Builder,
Please stop talking about Obamacare and various other things you've heard on right wing radio.
ew, sj.
Thanks, erika. He has gone now. I like him a lot and he is very good at his job, but I'd rather not hear about his political views. I personally just think it is unprofessional to talk about politics to customers.
well, if you're not on the same page, at least.
ugh, sj. My mother had the same thing happen to her a few weeks ago. She was captive audience to a guy cleaning the rug who was also an apparent anti-obamacare "expert". I wasn't there so I don't know what I would have done in that situation, but I feel for you.
Oy, sj.
So remember that super busy weekend I had planned? It's probably going to look somewhat different. My car just died with no warning in downtown rush hour. I'm off to the side and my insurance covers towing, so that's good. Mostly likely clutch or transmission. Ugh.
D is with me, and immediately sent me around the the corner to get a bagel. He learned fast about my blood sugar crashes.
Ohno, smonster. So much easy/cheap fix-ma. I'm glad D's there in case you need to lean a bit.
Smonster omg no.
amyth OMG yes. I am shockingly calm. I'm going to save my freakout for when I find out the cost. Good things: we were headed to the burbs to see the Hobbit, so at least we weren't towing from there at midnight or something; I called my boss (thinking he might know something) and he has offered to help me pay for repairs (i have to have a car for work). Bad things: I'm supposed to drive to NC in a week.
smonster, tons of cheap-fix~ma headed your way. Also, good for D for realizing what you need at that moment.
We went out for Mexican tonight because the low fume paint was not so much low fume while it was drying, and I couldn't eat at home. I am now happily full and a little tipsy from a super yummy margarita. I was supposed to go out with a friend, but she blew me off. She's a teacher with a little boy, and I think she was more than a little freaked out by the events of the day.