Sometimes my Dad, born in the 30â€™s and having an entirely different outlook on life and man/woman relationships, would sometimes see a â€œsweet young thingâ€ walking along and casually mention how â€œI donâ€™t know much about girls but Iâ€™d suck her dick.â€ He Could NOT say that nowadays cause you just donâ€™t know anymore. Thereâ€™d be a good possibility heâ€™d have to fess up or shut up. Poor guy.
Date Day with SWMBO. Took her to breakfast at Family Pancake House in Port Orchard. Still love being out with her even after 35 years! Then WinCoi! Woo Woo!
We were out shopping a couple of years ago and saw this package and I thought â€œThat package pretty much sums up America right now.â€ Is it 18 pieces or 19 pieces? Was the employee too lazy, or unable, to count how many pieces were included? Why didnâ€™t the â€œbossâ€ notice and call them on it? What kind of business hires people that canâ€™t count then prints labels to accommodate them? If I bought it and found only 18 pieces when I opened it, would I feel cheated? Shouldnâ€™t I feel I got my moneys worth since I bought it knowing there may be only 18 pieces in it?
Yet, someone will buy it and complain if there was only 18 pieces in it. Which is what is wrong. You can explain until youâ€™re blue in the face â€œhow things areâ€ and show them in black and white and theyâ€™ll still go along with â€œwhat should beâ€ and complain when it doesnâ€™t meet their expectations. â€œWell, there should have been 19!â€ No, there should have been 18 OR 19. Read The Damned Sign. Put on your big girl panties and get on with your life.