A special Friday indeed. Not only is it the last workday of the week, but it is the last day of the month! Where has August gone? I am certain most of you have exotic plans for you Labor day weekend, me, not so much. Grab a donut on your way to work, and enjoy your day! We will talk later…
Work out
Deliver a truck I have been working on for 10 days.
Pay my advertising bill! Ouch!
Travel to Troy tonight as the South Wildcats (Go South!), take on the Troy Trojans (Boo, Hiss). Ethan is playing his regular position of Middle Linebacker, as well a a new position; Fullback.
Get in bed late!
Have a blast today!
I have spent the better part of the day reading reports and surveys about the economy, and how it is effecting the auto industry. Not the most encouraging reading. Yet many indicators show the economy to be healthy, robust even. But in this industry, and others that feed off the auto business; repair shops, financial institutions, and the like, we simply are not seeing the results of a healthy economy. Scary!
I wore a pink oxford to work today, Hey, it looked nice! And this afternoon, a friend of mine stopped in; he was wearing a lavender shirt! I told him we would not be allowed to be seen in public together today.
I have been working on securing a loan for a credit challenged individual. The bank required a utility bill to prove residency. He brought me in the bill today… it was a termination notice for his gas. You can’t make this up!
My mom is moving this weekend. She is leaving the place her and my father had lived for several years before his death. Although she misses my dad terribly, she is eagerly anticipating moving on with her life in a new home. They would have celebrated their 53rd Wedding Anniversary a few weeks ago. I couldn’t help but weep.
A recent incident helped me decide I will no longer be nice to rude fuckers!
Although everyone’s life has it’s ups and downs, mine has hit a very nice rhythm.
I was some what disheartened after watching various stories concerning the rebuilding of New Orleans. Two years after Katrina there continues to be so much devastation, despair, and chaos. I am certain a great deal has been accomplished, but the psyche of this city has been damaged for generations to come, and I fear she will never fully recover. Oh, new structures may be built, and new neighborhoods replace the old. But the hearts of the people will never forget the the terror, the abandonment, or the abusive treatment they received in the aftermath, and it has left deep scars that won’t soon heal.
Recently I have been thinking about some of the people I have worked with in the car business, over the past six years. It has been an interesting lot to say the least. These description are not exagerated. Here’s a sample…
1. A Gambler: This woman got a paycheck for $10,000 on Friday, on Monday, I had to loan her a $20 for gas.
2. A nose picker: This guy would put his finger in his nose up to the knuckle, while holding a conversation with you.
3. A farter: This guy had gas so bad we had to call in a company to install professional air freshners.
4. A Spitter: He would chew tobacco and spit it in a clear cup while talking with customers.
5. The sex kitten: This chick asked if she could use my cell phone, she put it vibrate mode and placed it in her lap. That is all I will say about this one.
6. The short tie guy: A nice guy but his tie fell about 5 inches above his belt buckle.
7. The nose hair guy: This guy would use a battery powered nose trimmer every morning, clip his toenails at his desk, then ask if you wanted to use his clippers.
8. The nail the bosses wife guy: This guy was screwing the boss’s wife, everyone knew it but the boss.
9. The bitch: She had worked there for years and thought she was entitled to everything. She had nothing good to say about anyone especially me.
10. The chain smoker guy: I don’t remember seeing him without a cigarette. He died of cancer recently.
They were all characters but I miss of them.
The housing slump is lousy for the auto business. And the housing market is worsening.
Some statistics that have got to be scary to automakers and automotive lenders came out of the National Association of Realtors’ monthly report on home sales Monday:
· sales of previously owned homes fell to a five-year low in July;
· the glut of unsold properties climbed to their highest level since 1991;
· delinquencies on loans to subprime borrowers (people with poor credit) hit a five-year high in the first quarter;
· the median price of an existing home dropped 0.6 percent in July from a year ago to $228,900;
· new home starts in July hit their lowest level in a decade.
from Edmonds Auto Observer
It is Wednesday and I will not be on the golf course. I will be performing my Patriotic duty, by helping my fellow countrymen find a fine vehicle which will enable them to go to work, and there by, pay their taxes, put food on their table, and purchase goods and services which will stimulate the economy! I am proud to serve!
Katie is so hot!
18 things you should take to college.
Brokeback Bathroom Senator Larry Craig is so screwed.
Remind me to never tap my foot in a public john again!
A woman, in her fifties, is at home happily jumping unclothed, on her bed and squealing with delight.
Her husband watches her for a while and asks, “Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look? What’s the matter with you?”
The woman continues to bounce on the bed and says, “I don’t care, what you think. I just came from having a mammogram and the doctor said that not only am I healthy, but I have the breasts of an 18 year-old.”
The husband replies, “What did he say about your 50-year old ass?”
“Your name never came up,” she replied.
My wife sent this to me today. Is she trying to tell me something?
