Wake Me When It’s Over

April 13, 2014

A Tigerless masters is like the difference between Viagra and a placebo. Plenty of anticipation but no pop in the end.


Stopped at the Waffle House at 7540 Tucker Rd. in Ocean Springs MS before going to work. Couldn’t believe two employees took a cigarette break (at different times) at the counter just a couple seats away from me.

Then three of them gathered within spitting distance to discuss their work. The main topic was a $100 take-out order taken over the phone that shouldn’t have been accepted. It was like I wasn’t even there.

There were only two other customers in the entire place. Couldn’t they go somewhere else?

The food was good but the experience sucked! Morons!

BTW. one of those other customers was so drunk he was wearing a good portion of his biscuits and gravy in his goatee.


Filed my taxes online with FreeTaxUSA back on the 2nd. Took less than a week to get my refund from the US Treasury and a couple more days from the state.

So much easier than sending it in by mail.

Then there was this:

LPGA announces plans to postpone legends tournament in Kenmore

Vicky Hurst laughs off being called Bruce Jenner ‘mystery woman

McIlroy beaten by marker at Masters

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