Say What?!

 

Me: You have $54 dollars in fines on your account. 2 books were never returned.

Patron: When were those from?

Me: 2004

Patron: Oh, that must have been when I killed Jeremy.

Me:                                                                      

Letter to the Editor

 

The following letter to the editor was printed in the Colorado Springs Independent, a great local paper.

Trail etiquette, please

I wonder why dog owners think their pets' shit tied up in a brightly colored plastic bag adds to the beauty of local trails and trail heads. Do they think their mothers, or city and county workers or trail volunteers, will pick up after them?

This speaks volumes about what these people think of fellow trail users. If you're not going to properly dispose of the package, don't even bother to package it. It will decompose much faster if left open to the elements instead being sealed up in plastic.

Better yet, leave the dog at home if you're not willing to remove its shit from public places.

— Larry Augenstein

Colorado Springs

All content © Copyright 2011, The Colorado Springs Independent

I love this letter and not just because I agree with the writer. I love how blunt and to the point he is. No beating around the bush here.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Mayday (M'aidez)" from "Beyond the Horizon" by People In Planes

Why are you so happy?

 

This question really pisses me off.

I was asked this question the other day at work by one of our transient patrons. I have been asked this question before and it always irritates me.

Here’s your frickin’ answer:

I have been married for 28 years to a beautiful woman that I worship and adore and I know the feeling is mutual.

I own a home in one of the prettiest places I have ever lived.

I am in good health.

I have friends and family who are fun to be around and we would do anything for each other.

I love my job and feel like I am contributing back to my community.

I am alive and living my life to the best of my abilities.

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This brings me to the point of this rant.

If my happiness bothers you that much, get off your frickin’ ass, stop hanging out at the library all day and make some sort of effort to improve your situation. Make something of your life and contribute. I know life can be tough and I feel for you but, dude, you’ve got to do something if you want it to change.

If you aren’t willing to make an effort then shut up and leave me alone.

 

 

While writing this, I was listening to "Dear Diary" from "M!ssundaztood" by Pink