Everyone’s complaining about the cost of gas. Aren’t we wasting our breath? I have free gas, but I take Beano for that. I know, that’s tasteless. Anyway, the TV news said now people are stealing gas. Stefan says people are buying more of our surveillance cameras to try to catch whoever is stealing gas. It’s sad to have come to that. In the old days I didn’t lock my car or house. Well, I did lock my house at night. Now I lock my car too.
Marianne has left us to go home to Canada for a visit. She took my tiny grandson along. I miss them. However, Jodi has come back to us and she’s very welcome here. Jodi has lots of experience with Safety Technology. As for me, new Nicole sits next to me. She has 10 years of customer service experience. She can type so fast her fingers are a blur before my eyes! Well, almost.
Our camera department will lose George on Feburary 29th. George is going home to Nebraska. He will open a store there with our personal safety products and hidden cameras. There goes his wearing shortsleeves and shorts for awhile! He can make a snowman! We wish him well, he’s going to be missed by customers and co-workers alike. I expect his cats, dogs, son, and wife Sheri will be glad to get him, but not nessessarily in that order.
There will always be something wrong with it! My mistake was taking a free monkey and cage. He knew only one “trick”, and he used his fist to perform it! He did it often. I first discovered it when my son rode him around the block on his bicycle handlebars. He had his back to my son, so my son didn’t know he was doing it. His favorite performance spot was on top of the TV. It was very distracting. Just try giving away a monkey. I talked a guy into giving him to his girlfriend to keep her company while he was away. I asked $30 for him but told the guy he could pay me later. If he only knew, I’d have paid him to take it. He never paid me and I was glad.
I sat it out on the street with a FOR SALE sign on it, but I had no takers for several weeks. A nice older black man came by and said his brother in a small south Georgia town might buy it, could he take it to him? He said he could come take it Friday after work, and on Monday he’d bring me cash or the hearse back. I was so glad to unload it, I didn’t even ask to see his drivers licence. Come Monday, everyone called me a sucker. I had no money and no hearse. He called kinda late and said the engine blew and he was delayed. I’m thinking “How am I going to get that big thing back with a blown engine?” Turns out he didn’t mean the hearse. He had my money, his brother loved the pink color and the striped curtains. Well, it was the 60’s!
Our almost dog lives several houses away. She’s big and black and called Ellie! She comes three times a day, she likes the bread I put out for the Blue Jays. I saw her eat 1/2 an apple once, and she just loves left-over cat food. She likes our cats, and she has a couple of her own as well. Her third daily visit is after dark. On night I glanced oout and saw red sparks in the yard. I was afraid it was fire, maybe a lit cigarette was out there. I rushed out to find Ellie had a pet blinkie on!
I once had a pet white rat, her name was Flossie. Her official home was a large fish tank with a wire mesh top. I let her ride on my shoulders. We’d go outside and hang clothes on the line. We’d go get gas or to the bank drive-through. If we encountered a stranger, she retreated inside my shirt to sit on my bra. Once a neighbor’s boy begged me to keep the school’s lab rat overnight until he could get a cage the next day. I reluctantly agreed and put him in with Flossie. She was mean to him and refused to share her food and she bit him. However, after I went to bed, she must have quit being mean to him, as some time later she had cute little babies. The lab rat didn’t survive long, shortly after his overnight visit he died. I guess he died happy.
In the late 30’s, Mother, who never had any money, was making doll clothes for the perfect doll. It was a bride, and she wore a white lacy bra and panties and a negligee. She told me she would be paid for making its clothes. I thought Mother was just pretending it was for another child. She wasn’t lying, it wasn’t to be mine. I finally believed her, and was very disappointed. On Christmas morning, Mother had tried and failed to find another bride doll for me, but she found one with black undies instead. It was a happy ending, I loved her so much. Almost as much as Mother.
We know it’s December at work because we’ve got chocolate kisses! Some of us are coming in early and staying late getting out extra pepper spray and other items for Christmas gifts. In return, some of our suppliers and customers are sending good things to eat. It’s sad that crime is such that personal protection items are replacing new perfume or a nice shirt or such. We really appreciate the treats, though. Brian in our hidden camera department next door made me promise to come tell him when something new arrives. We like our cards, too.
My late husband was a caraholic! I can’t remember all the cars we had, many new, many used. Once we had a used yellow convertable I called the Lemon. You had to keep your heel on the brake and tap the gas with your toe or it might cut off. I always drove the bus route, if it quit on me I knew the bus would be along. He’d come home and say”Okay, where did you leave the car? Let’s go get it.” I know I could have used our Emergency Auto Tool on several occasions. Once we had a pink hearse, we filled it up with Boy Scouts. Another was a black Cadillac. The insurance man said” I came to collect last week, but I saw the funeral car out front so I didn’t stop at a sad time.”