Friday, March 14, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Back to the grind
Well, things are back to normal at work with brother back. We have a corporate audit starting today. At 6 am this morning, brother and I were in the office gathering up papers for the audit. I was going to say that brother and I were in the office making paperwork for the audit, but Patsy said I could not say that. It really was like old times when brother called Mr. Poor and said something like, "you know last year when we had the audit and I asked you about that ------ paper? Well, we need another one of those papers."
The funniest thing that happened tho, was when our boss sent brother to check on something that is supposed to be done monthly. I guess in the last year it has not been done monthly cause the last time it was done it was signed by CP. At least I thought it was funny. He seemed to have a different attitude about it.
The audit is supposed to last til Friday. I hope we live through it.
The funniest thing that happened tho, was when our boss sent brother to check on something that is supposed to be done monthly. I guess in the last year it has not been done monthly cause the last time it was done it was signed by CP. At least I thought it was funny. He seemed to have a different attitude about it.
The audit is supposed to last til Friday. I hope we live through it.
I had a dream
Not like MLK's dream, more in the nightmare line of dreams. The other night I dreamed that I was on a plane off somewhere way out in the wilderness somewhere and I lost my purse. In my purse, in my dream, was my cell phone and a number of little cards with numbers on them that strangers could use to spend my money. After work on the day I had this dream, I went to the computer and typed up a list of all those little card number and all the little 800 phone numbers you are supposed to call when you loose those little cards; cause the nightmare part of my dream was trying to tell George where to find all the little papers with all the little phone numbers that go with all the little card numbers to call and cancel the cards. Now, if this nightmare ever really comes to pass, I can tell George to go to the Bible box and call all the phone numbers on the Card Numbers paper to cancel all our little number cards. Your job is to help me remember where I put the paper.
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