A CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR ME

I was on my way to keep an appointment the other day, and since I was running ahead of schedule, I stopped at the local bike shop to check out the new bikes. I kept returning to look at the above bike and finally asked, "How much?" The salesman said, "For you, a deal. $10,500. out the door."
I tend to be impulsive on occassion but now found myself running late for the appointment. I said to the vulture, "I'll be back." Well, I never did make it back to that bike shop, however a few days later, I found myself in another bike shop. So, on an impulse, I bought the following....

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$29.47 out the door. Thank you, China!

FIRST DANCE

This freshman is all dressed up for her first high school dance. It seems just a short time ago that I saw her going poopie in her diaper, and it will probably be a short time from now that she will see me going poopie in my diaper. Talk about the circle of life.....

MY LIFE HAS COME TO THIS???.......GEEZ!

Using my trusty calculator, I was in the process of balancing my checkbook but soon became distracted and lost interest in the process. Two reasons for this. I had less money than I thought, but more importantly, nature came-a-callin'. While sitting on the pot, I got to wondering about how much crap has run through my body since I was born. I couldn't get back to the calculator fast enough, and it wasn't long before I came up with a number. At roughly between a half and three quarters pound for each day of my life, it worked out to 7.9 tons. Tons mind you. That's 15,800 lbs.





Equal to the weight of 14 Cessna 152's







or about 32 of these



I think it's time I got married again and have a few more kids to prevent my brain from turning to mush. YEAH, RIGHT!

A GOOD CASE FOR NOT RENTING OUT YOUR PROPERTY

A property manager called and asked me to do some repairs on a unit where the tenant was evicted for non-payment of rent. He said, "The place is a little messy." After my initial shock, I had to wonder what a place had to look like before he would consider it a lot messy. Over the years I've seen how tenants abuse rentals and live like pigs, but this takes the cake.

TALK ABOUT MULTI-TASKING

Yesterday while entering the freeway, I found myself behind someone weaving from side to side in the traffic lane traveling about ten miles below the speed limit. Cars were whizzin' past me on both sides making it difficult to get around the nutcase ahead. Blood pressure starts to rise and was through the roof by the time I was able to move past. What do I see........A woman with a burger in one hand and a cell phone in the other with both elbows on the steering wheel eating and talking at the same time.
A couple of miles down the road, I fly past a car in the left lane going slower than the designated speed limit. What do I see.....A woman reading some document while driving in a car that contained two small children in car seats. I'll admit, I'm not too bright on occasion but never to this extent. Any one else see stupid stuff like this?

MARRIAGE COUNSELOR BOB

I show up to do some repairs at a rental property and before I could ring the doorbell, I hear a man and woman inside the unit screaming at each other. I listen for a while but can't get the gist of the argument. All I know is compared to them, I'm a whole lot happier. I gain entrance and all is quiet for a while. Shortly, the bickering starts and carries on until the repairs are completed, and as I'm leaving, I say to the husband, “What the hell’s wrong with you people. If you keep up this kind of behavior, you’ll soon be talking divorce. Do you want to end up like me? Alone, no one to come home to, no one to share my day with, no one to do things for me and pretty much……happy."

ACORN AND THE TREE

I'm finding I'm not the only stupid one on the planet. This involves one of my kids, (I won't say which one because I don't want to embarrass him, but his name starts with an A, ends with a N, and contains the letters aro between the two).


We have all done this at one time or the other and this is not the stupid part. This kid bought a present for his wife at Macy’s. Still not stupid. The following day, a Macy’s coupon appeared in the local paper offering ten dollars off for purchases made at the store on “Black Friday” during certain hours.

So he drags me off to the store in the early hours to fight the crowd, (stupid on my part for going) with the intention of returning the item, getting a refund, and then buying it again in order to get ten bucks off. Nothing wrong with that because he’s part china man.

Here’s where it gets stupid. He hands the clerk the coupon and she promptly hands it back saying, “If you read the fine print, you’ll see that fragrances aren’t covered." Geez, maybe this kid ain’t mine after all.

JOB CHANGE

I'm getting tired of lugging my tool box around and have decided to become a marriage counselor. "Bob the Marriage Counselor." Why anyone would think this could be oxymoronic is beyond me......

OL' PEOPLE

One day, I got a call to do some work at a unit in an apartment building housing seniors, and the place was crawling with old people, many of whom looked like death warmed over. Several were in a meeting room drinking morning coffee and the conversation was mostly about aches, pains, and the type of meds they were taking. Except for the lack of a "Mickey D" sign, it looked like any other McDonalds dining room in the morning.


As I waited for the elevator, an ol' guy using a walker shuffled up next to me and pointed upwards. He said to me what sounded like, “Boss?” I didn’t quite understand what he was saying, so I asked him to repeat himself. Again, he pointed up and mumbled, “Boss?” The elevator doors opened and I said, “Yes,” in an effort to make a gracious get-away. Well, he starts shuffling towards the open elevator doors with his walker taking about two inch steps at a time. After rigor mortis sets in on my arm from holding the doors open for him, he finally made it into the elevator. I ask him, “Which floor” and he replies, “What floor are you going to?” “Seven,” I say. “Me too,” he says. As we are exiting the elevator on the seventh floor, he says, “Boss?” By this time, I’m completely confused, tired of holding the door open while carrying my heavy tool box and reply, “No Boss.” He promptly turns to get back into the elevator, all the while spewing expletives and other unintelligible words. I did not stick around to see if the doors pinned him before he made it into the elevator.


As I'm doing work in the unit, a couple of elderly, no make that really old women stopped at the doorway and asked me what was I going to do with all the stuff left in the apartment. I said, “The owner will probably pick up the rest of his belongings at a later date.” “It ain’t gonna happen because he’s dead,” was their reply. "They found him that way and just hauled him off not too long ago." This was news to me, and I spent the rest of the time talking to his ghost while making repairs.


When I finished, I returned to the first floor and when the elevator doors opened, I heard a woman screaming at the top of her lungs at an old guy, saying, “I hope you die and when you do, I’m going to spit on you and step on you.” “Wow, that’s harsh,” I said. Big, big, stupid mistake. I ran as she started in on me spewing trash big time, and all the while coming to realize that I'd never ask her for a date.


I cornered the resident manager outside and told him about the yelling woman. He said, "You should be around to see her when she's having a bad day. I also asked him why he didn’t tell me about the guy dying in his apartment, and he said, "It spooks some people if they know." I made a mental note to jack up my labor cost by ten bucks an hour.


Needless to say, I was depressed for the rest of the day, because the thought occurred to me that this is probably the sort of place I’ll be heading towards real soon. That is, unless I can convince my neighbors to change my "Depend Diapers" when needed.

It must be the season

One of my daughters sent this to me the other day saying it reminded her of me.









I guess I should be thankful it wasn't this......