(can you tell what this is?)
Dear mouse,
Did your mother never teach you to twist the end of the bread bag to open it, instead of chewing through it? This chewing is just not polite. It makes a mess, and plastic can be hazardous to your health.
It's not a good idea to chew into an old bag of bread anyway--it's probably stale. And it's not nice to chew through the new, replacement bag of bread either. First of all, you didn't pay for it. And besides that, what do you expect me to eat?
Let me make this clear: bread is for humans. Mice should eat--I don't know--cheese and such. (Don't even think about looking in the refrigerator!)
The bread has been moved to an undisclosed location. Need I remind you that I have mousetraps?
Did your mother never teach you to twist the end of the bread bag to open it, instead of chewing through it? This chewing is just not polite. It makes a mess, and plastic can be hazardous to your health.
It's not a good idea to chew into an old bag of bread anyway--it's probably stale. And it's not nice to chew through the new, replacement bag of bread either. First of all, you didn't pay for it. And besides that, what do you expect me to eat?
Let me make this clear: bread is for humans. Mice should eat--I don't know--cheese and such. (Don't even think about looking in the refrigerator!)
The bread has been moved to an undisclosed location. Need I remind you that I have mousetraps?
Less than 20% of young workers stayed in their first job for three or more years.
(Disclaimer: This is not about me, but about "young workers" in general.)
:)
(Disclaimer: This is not about me, but about "young workers" in general.)
:)
If I were home sick, lying in bed feeling miserable, would I want anyone to come visit me?
Not unless they were a doctor or nurse. (And maybe not even then.)
So why, when people are horribly sick--feeling awful and looking worse--does everyone and their mother come visit them in the hospital?
It's beyond me. If I'm ever in the hospital, you can tell Cousin Fred and Sweet Miss Margaret to just send me a card.
Not unless they were a doctor or nurse. (And maybe not even then.)
So why, when people are horribly sick--feeling awful and looking worse--does everyone and their mother come visit them in the hospital?
It's beyond me. If I'm ever in the hospital, you can tell Cousin Fred and Sweet Miss Margaret to just send me a card.
Traffic report: ...There are a bunch of other wrecks out there--just be careful!
My God, I pray better to you by breathing,
I pray better to you by walking than by talking.
-Thomas Merton
I pray better to you by walking than by talking.
-Thomas Merton
Attention retirees, stay at home moms, students, and all others with flexible schedules:
The polls are open all day. Your vote will count just as much at 1 PM as at 7 AM. There is no need to rush to polling places first thing in the morning, when most of us are trying to get to work.
Sigh...If only the world would listen to me! ;)
The polls are open all day. Your vote will count just as much at 1 PM as at 7 AM. There is no need to rush to polling places first thing in the morning, when most of us are trying to get to work.
Sigh...If only the world would listen to me! ;)
This morning I was attempting to take some comp time and sleep late.
At exactly the same time my alarm normally goes off, I was jolted awake by a loud "BEEP!" Apparently my smoke alarm battery had decided that moment would be the perfect time to die.
At exactly the same time my alarm normally goes off, I was jolted awake by a loud "BEEP!" Apparently my smoke alarm battery had decided that moment would be the perfect time to die.
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