There’s a sign on the washroom door at work that says, “EMPLOYEES MUST WASH HANDS BEFORE RETURNING TO WORK,” the sort of placard restaurants are required to put up. I’m not sure why we have to wash our hands. I mean, sure, it’s a good idea and all. But we don’t deal with food, and two minutes back out in the warehouse gets anyone’s hands visibly covered in dirt and dust again. Just this week appeared above this sign a laminated computer graphicked sheet of paper that has these words imposed over the picture of a house. Your not in…
I think I bought the ugliest shoes in the entire store today. My New Balance tennis shoes have served me well, but after a year of warehouse work, they’re now falling apart. The assistant puller team leader was sporting some newish white New Balances today, so I asked her where she got them. She lives in Moore, right up the interstate from Norman. So I stopped at the store on my way home today. They had a pretty good selection and what looked like good prices. The only shoes in my price range that fit were these ugly silver and…
On Tuesday last week, my brother Ben was driving by the mall and got a hankering for Chick-fil-a. So he parked and went in, only to realize that Chick-fil-a was on the other side of the mall. But the Verizon store was right there, so he went in to see about getting some equipment for his phone. Which they didn’t have, but the salesman talked Ben into taking home two new phones. What does a boy do with two new mobile phones? He gives one of them to his mother…who, mind you, already has a perfectly good phone of her…