God. I forgot about that. Thin Dime. That was my CB call name when I was little. I didn't have a CB. my dad did. Somehow the conversation of our entire family having CB names came up while my parents visited over the weekend and I've been thinking of it ever since. My sister was "Copper Penny", and there was "Silver Dollar", "Loose Change". I forget who was who, but I was "Thin Dime". Now that I think of it, my radio career started pretty darn early.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
My mysteries
A few updates:
1. Mystery Solved: A couple of months ago I discovered the land beneath my keys on my keyboard was a sea of tiny black hairs. The minute I made this discovery, I refused to do any more work until I had a new keyboard. I also nearly puked. I found a stack of unused keyboards on a desk down the hall and solved they keyboard crisis all by myself (thanks for nothing IT). But WTH with the hair? Fast forward to New Year's Eve, I was talking to a co-worker who informned me that the dude who sat at this desk before I did would SHAVE AT HIS DESK. F-ing disgusting! But, mystery solved.
2. New Mystery: Some stranger sent a long winded "sorry I treated you like shit when we were together" email to my gmail inbox. I have no idea who this guy is and I clearly got this email by mistake. But I'm going to chalk it up to finally getting an apology from every miserable jerk I dated before meeting Jason. Whoever you are "Clint Peyton" THANK YOU! Now I will delete your email and all memories of ACTUALLY being treated like shit by guys like you! Phew, I feel so much better!
1. Mystery Solved: A couple of months ago I discovered the land beneath my keys on my keyboard was a sea of tiny black hairs. The minute I made this discovery, I refused to do any more work until I had a new keyboard. I also nearly puked. I found a stack of unused keyboards on a desk down the hall and solved they keyboard crisis all by myself (thanks for nothing IT). But WTH with the hair? Fast forward to New Year's Eve, I was talking to a co-worker who informned me that the dude who sat at this desk before I did would SHAVE AT HIS DESK. F-ing disgusting! But, mystery solved.
2. New Mystery: Some stranger sent a long winded "sorry I treated you like shit when we were together" email to my gmail inbox. I have no idea who this guy is and I clearly got this email by mistake. But I'm going to chalk it up to finally getting an apology from every miserable jerk I dated before meeting Jason. Whoever you are "Clint Peyton" THANK YOU! Now I will delete your email and all memories of ACTUALLY being treated like shit by guys like you! Phew, I feel so much better!
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