This Weekend.

In an effort to stay out of Agent’s Penalty Box, here’s a short blog:

 

Friday – I helped Phil, a coworker, move into his new town home.  That was pretty cool.  His wife and mother pulled the stereotypical girl move.  They ‘painted’ the new place while we loaded the U-haul.  Then, when we got there, they went to Arby’s for dinner rather than help us unload.  They had only taped off one room in the two hours of backbreaking loading time we had spent.  They were at Arby’s for 1.5 hours, and magically reappeared when the job was almost done.  I’m proud of Phil for keeping his head and not tearing Cheri’s off.  She had the audacity to come in and say, “Phil, we need to move the furniture to the center of the room so that I can paint.”  Of course, by ‘we’ she meant him and his dad.  At that point, I was the last friend left and my knees felt like jello.  All in all, I helped out a friend and laughed my ass off at his cruel wife.

 

Saturday-I went to my in-laws house for the Clemson/Carolina game.  It was fun.  The only Carolina fan was Cyndi’s cousin, Jon.  Poor guy got trashed. 

 

Sunday – I went to See Harry Potter.  It was pretty cool.  Then I went in to work.  That sucked.

 

Sincerely,

Lawtonious Funk