She stole my money! 57 cents! That's at least two quarters. So now, I had a choice. Do I confront a woman, roughly 40 years of age, who has potentially (because I did not actually witness the theft) stole my change, or do I let it go? I'm not going to lie, I was so impressed by the gaul that I just let it go. If you have the balls to steal 57 cents right in front of someone, you deserve it.
Anyhow, a few updat
es. I got my orders to report to Philadelphia on the 5th of July. Since no flight out of Phoenix would get me there before 3 PM, I get to leave a day early and get an extra night in town, all furnished by the US Government! Its a beautiful thing. So, I will be in Philadelphia on the 4th of July. I guess the big wigs just want to pump me full of as much America as they can before I leave the country, just in case I was lacking in patriotism. Hopefully, I will be meeting up with a friend who works in the area now.Here is a picture from Chase being here over the weekend.
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If the milk was $2.47, wouldn't your change have been 53 cents, not 57 cents?
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