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Date: 02 Feb 2007 13:20:14
From: bernie
Subject: Help..please realign the planets
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Some times things just get so wacky all you can do is ask whoever is in
charge this week to realign the planets. Yesterday found us training 5
new staff which is always a challange. Dang those kids who graduate and
leave. Then the drains backed up. Three times the RotorRooter guy came
out and snaked the main. For some reason that sets my hair on fire. Then
a young woman came in at peak rush who the manager knows. "How'd the
tattooing go?" Before I could raise a cautionary eyebrow the tattooee's
back was turned to the counter with her shirt hiked up to her shoulders
to show her new tattoo to the staff." Ah, I mused, that is a full sized
Pileated Woodpecker on your shoulder." And you just flashed a table of
men meeting here for Bible study. I pointed out that coincidentally the
guy putting in new cards on the notecard rack is a noted birder and
photographer. He was flashed in short order and admired the tattoo and
the young lady got a great rundown on the habitat, scientific name and
current status of the bird. Both seemed happy. Shortly thereafter as I
was waiting for the third half of this weird episode to show up it did.
A heavily tattooed guy who was also heavily muscled came in and ordered
a decaf mocha. I pulled the shots and made the mocha and away he went.
About 5 minutes later he came back and slammed the cup back on the
counter and announced that he wanted his money back because the drink
wasn't decaf. About 90% had been drunk "Huh?" I asked him how he could
tell a decaf mocha from a regular. "I just can." "But I made that drink
and I know it's decaf." "No, it isn't. You have a problem giving me my
money back?" "Nope. But it's decaf." The cashier gave him his money back
and I told him not to come back in the store. Then he turns around and
challanges me to go outside. Ah, the third half of the episode. I
declined at which point some of the staff looked astonished and had
thought it was a send up by one of my zaney friends they hadn't met.
This guy was for real. So. Plumbers, flashers, and nutcases all in about
18 hours. Could someone reset those planets now?
Bernie
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Date: 03 Feb 2007 20:00:07
From: Ken Wilson
Subject: Re: Help..please realign the planets
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nuts - you wouldn't have it any other way - would you?
Ken
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Date: 03 Feb 2007 14:05:45
From: bernie
Subject: Re: Help..please realign the planets
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Ken Wilson wrote:
> nuts - you wouldn't have it any other way - would you?
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> Ken
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Umm. Well, no. I guess. Anyway, someone seems to have put the level
to the universe. Thanks. This morning I was sitting outside when a
couple of guys came through seemingly impressed and ooohing about the
Monsooned Malabar. I asked them if they were from around here and they
were on their way from Portland to Austin for some software work. One of
them was a homeroaster and apparently knows ac a little. He was happy to
find real coffee on the road and it was a joy to talk a little coffee
with him. Never got the name, but after my manager rummaged around we
found a business card for him. See? Ask ac and yea shall receive. Even
if you sometimes get it with flames.
Bernie
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Date: 02 Feb 2007 13:36:06
From: I->Ian
Subject: Re: Help..please realign the planets
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On Fri, 02 Feb 2007 13:20:14 -0700, bernie <bdigman@zianet.com > wrote:
>Some times things just get so wacky all you can do is ask whoever is in
>charge this week to realign the planets. Yesterday found us training 5
>new staff which is always a challange. Dang those kids who graduate and
>leave. Then the drains backed up. Three times the RotorRooter guy came
>out and snaked the main. For some reason that sets my hair on fire. Then
>a young woman came in at peak rush who the manager knows. "How'd the
>tattooing go?" Before I could raise a cautionary eyebrow the tattooee's
>back was turned to the counter with her shirt hiked up to her shoulders
>to show her new tattoo to the staff." Ah, I mused, that is a full sized
>Pileated Woodpecker on your shoulder." And you just flashed a table of
>men meeting here for Bible study. I pointed out that coincidentally the
>guy putting in new cards on the notecard rack is a noted birder and
>photographer. He was flashed in short order and admired the tattoo and
>the young lady got a great rundown on the habitat, scientific name and
>current status of the bird. Both seemed happy. Shortly thereafter as I
>was waiting for the third half of this weird episode to show up it did.
>A heavily tattooed guy who was also heavily muscled came in and ordered
>a decaf mocha. I pulled the shots and made the mocha and away he went.
>About 5 minutes later he came back and slammed the cup back on the
>counter and announced that he wanted his money back because the drink
>wasn't decaf. About 90% had been drunk "Huh?" I asked him how he could
>tell a decaf mocha from a regular. "I just can." "But I made that drink
>and I know it's decaf." "No, it isn't. You have a problem giving me my
>money back?" "Nope. But it's decaf." The cashier gave him his money back
>and I told him not to come back in the store. Then he turns around and
>challanges me to go outside. Ah, the third half of the episode. I
>declined at which point some of the staff looked astonished and had
>thought it was a send up by one of my zaney friends they hadn't met.
>This guy was for real. So. Plumbers, flashers, and nutcases all in about
>18 hours. Could someone reset those planets now?
>Bernie
As Rodney said, "Now I know why tigers eat their young"
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Date: 03 Feb 2007 08:50:01
From:
Subject: Re: Help..please realign the planets
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On Fri, 02 Feb 2007 13:36:06 -0800, "I- >Ian" <someone@nowhere.com>
wrote:
>On Fri, 02 Feb 2007 13:20:14 -0700, bernie <bdigman@zianet.com> wrote:
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>>Some times things just get so wacky all you can do is ask whoever is in
>>charge this week to realign the planets.
snipped...
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>As Rodney said, "Now I know why tigers eat their young"
Oh poor you Bernie. Some days it just does go all wrong. We have to
REALLY enjoy and appreciate the days it all goes right, I guess.
sending aloha to you from Kona where it is 53 cool degrees in this
room-brrrrr- coffee looks shiny & happy out there,
Cea
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