in a rash display of irresponsibility I drained all my dollars out of my checking account. Happily, I discovered that I had done so at lunch today. Mmm, chile burger, and when I discovered my problem I asked the nice waitess to ‘cancel the cheese’ to put the total below the $5 I was toting in my pocket. She was nice and said she’d cover the cheese, which puts me short for tip and cheese not (woe is me), probably because the sandwich was pretty much ready anyway. It was nice that she didn’t make a big deal, and I’ll make good. But boy did I feel like something best described in Yiddish. I think I wrote soccer leagure checks out of the wrong account or something. But I’ll tell you one thing…I’m sure regretting not forwarding that chain email.
Social business architect in Portland, Oregon. Soccer addict, beer fan with a hint of wine. Find me on a gorgeous Oregon river when the sun is shining.