I had some dreams ... they were klowns in my koffee.

(With apologies to Carly Simon)

This is my journey through job transition from a toxic environment to a better life. Join me for a few thoughts and a few laughs along the way.
What are "klowns in my koffee"? They are the factors large and small that make you less than you are. A "klown" can be a grossly incompetent boss,
a short-sighted policy or a moronic coworker. They won't kill you, at least not immediately, but they abrade the soul
as you scrape past them to get through the day. Sometimes it's best to dump them out of the cup.


Day 259 - Christmas Can-Can

Daily Kup (My Life in the Cold, Cold North)
When they pulled the snowplows off the road, Mr. T. thought that we probably could still make it out with four wheel drive to complete our planned Christmas shopping. When they shut off pizza delivery, then he realized that this could be serious.

They never plowed our road and the mail never came. I ploughed my driveway with the bottom of my truck later and made it to Target in the early evening to do the lion's share of my shopping. It was so quiet that having two customers at the checkout caused the manager to joke, "It's a rush!"

You're never really a Minnesotan until you have strolled through Target during a snowstorm wearing a full snowmobile suit and carrying a Coach purse.

Yes, We Can-Can
Here's some holiday cheer forwarded by Sherry. Thanks!

The group is Straight No Chaser, a male a capella chorus from Indiana University. Just for fun, here is their twisted take on the 12 Days of Christmas, complete whith a surprise or two.

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