The morning looks good.
My guys worked hard yesterday, lots of things fixed. I think I'll be able to go home this morning around nine. One of my guys stayed late to help out another shop with their work load, the same shop he left a year ago because of problems with people in it.
The nice thing about other people is that sometimes they surprise you, and do wonderful things without provocation.
Must go home.
Wife,
long haired girl,
short haired girl, and the
tadpole await. Will finish on Monday, so please, save your
drive by down voting for then.
People who down vote day logs are
damn dirty apes and
rat bastards anyway. Like saige says,
It's like having your life voted down.
I am Jack's expensive Scandinavian furniture
Quick update. We got a new computer desk, the
Ikea Timmermann to be exact.
We (should really read, "
My wife") needed this exact model because it has doors and fits in between our bookcases. It is a $500 desk.
Cough.
Sputter.
Choke.
Five hundred dollars. And I'm a cheap bastard at heart.
Well, we got their last one, and it had a couple of minor scratches, so they knocked a hundred off. You gotta love those Scandinavian furniture retailers. Deep discounts make us cheap bastards feel a little better.