1938 Packard

Dyslexia won't change the numbers. We janitors get paid more without the student debt.

I'm just the guy reading the job listings posted weekly on the company's bulletin boards.

No, the science teacher in middle school showed the film in class. Me? I never owed a film movie camera.

I can't work for $9 an hour and still get my rent paid.

Who used Google? I'm quoting a 16mm film.

Because I didn't rack up $75k in student loans to land a job as a $9 an cubicle worker.

There's the Google faq... There was also the 16mm film that explained it all way back when I was in middle school.

When lightning strikes a car, the current passes through the metal and then it arcs to the ground, usually bypassing the tires because they are a stronger path of resistance. The car behaves as a Faraday cage, unless it's a convertible, in which case the lightning could also hit the car's occupants.

Just like my great grandparents. They weren't millionaires, but they lived comfortably in their old.age.

Hair on the a sides and back. Let hair on the sides get too long and I'd resemble Ben Franklin.

He looks like a weeble with legs. Just call him Humpty Dumpty.

Zippo.

Like the non smoking supervisors who work with me for seven or eight months and are surprised and beside themselves when they discover me smoking? "What are YOU doing out here? I never would have guessed that you smoke."

I'm still waiting for someone in a supposedly non smoking hotel room to notice it within three days. Nobody ever calls the front desk about it until they find a burn hole someplace. Non smoking rooms are a myth. Because there's no way to tell what people are doing, once they shut the door.

So, the efficiency hasn't been raised to load bearing capabilities?

I'm for it, but where did this idea end up?

The company is cheap that way.

They're good as new when I'm done.

I washed three work uniforms today.

I go away for one day and It's a ban? No, I just had stuff on my schedule.

The casino has a new restaurant. It was opened in part of the complex that wasn't designed for food service. The rear exit from the kitchen is up a tall flight of stairs. The only way to carry out the waste products is through the dining area. That is, unless there's a porter strong enough to carry the bags two by two up the stairs. Management should have had some logistics figured out before putting a restaurant there.

Like this one.

Turf war? Around here, it's surf and turf.

You might find the fire station more interesting. I'll get a picture the next time I walk by.