2400 Minutes: How do you measure, measure a week [to the tune of Seasons of Love] -
- $136: in travels to and from Louisa to view a file which, in the end, ("BAD NEWS FOR YOU GUYS!"), HUD policy prevented us from viewing in its entirety.
- 6: Articles of clothing purchased on female boiler room excursion to the fabulous Fashion Square Mall (to Belk, and beyond) --> one black dress, one brown dress, one pair green capris, one black satin shirt, one jean skirt, and one seriously under-appreciated green skirt with tiny pink embroidered flamingos.
- probably about 12: cases Mike closed this week. Never mind that he only had 5 open on Monday. We call him, and Kyra Sedgewick, "The Closer," and the world needs folks like Mike and Kyra.
- One: Humilitating aforementioned karaoke incident. No one wore pleather.
Stay tuned next week for more lemon raspberry freeze pops and inter-office conflicts over the placement of desert flora. That's why we do what we do. It ain't for the free whisky. [w/ credit to Trace Adkins.]
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