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I was in the local YRC terminal today digging used pallets out of the dumpster and dropping off some freight when I saw this poster:

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I took a photo to show my wife and right away the depot head Nazi asked me what the hell was I doing ?

I started to try and explain to him that the word BUST should not be used - it is slang and my english major wife throws a fit when she hears it.

He did not think that was funny, so I told him not to get his panties in a bunch and that he would be in a better mood if he drove a Mack instead of those ugly orange Volvo's he had parked outside.

I think I better find another depot to get pallets from.

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Now you should remember the ADA protects the special people that drive the drive the off brands....probably why hes cranky...bunched shorts

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heh heh,,I feel your pain Olive,,,my wife and my daughter are both English majors. I get corrected rather regularly, dont do much good though, I think I got to where I just butcher it on purpose now, I enjoy being a "pain". randyp

You are following in my footsteps rather nicely.

Cousin Rob

Dog.jpg.487f03da076af0150d2376dbd16843ed.jpgPlodding along with no job nor practical application for my existence, but still trying to fix what's broke.

 

 

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heh heh,,I feel your pain Olive,,,my wife and my daughter are both English majors. I get corrected rather regularly, dont do much good though, I think I got to where I just butcher it on purpose now, I enjoy being a "pain". randyp

David in N.C. has it even worse - his wife TEACHES english if'n I remembers corecktly

How come so many dumb sob's on here are related to proper english folk, but can't talk or spell any way but their own homebrewed version?

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David in N.C. has it even worse - his wife TEACHES english if'n I remembers corecktly

How come so many dumb sob's on here are related to proper english folk, but can't talk or spell any way but their own homebrewed version?

It's worse than that. She used to teach English, now she's the Principal.

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It's worse than that. She used to teach English, now she's the Principal.

I hope she leaves the wooden paddle with the leather wrist strap and the holes in it at school!

Kids used to sit on a wooden bench outside the office and they would leave the door open just enough that you could see that paddle on the wall. The principal would make you look at it for an hour and then he would slooooooowly get it down, whack it in his hands a few times and then call your name to come in for a "visit".

Not that such a thing ever happened to me of course. I just hear that is what would happen. Yeah, I just think that is what it was. There is no way I would know for sure. Right.

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I hope she leaves the wooden paddle with the leather wrist strap and the holes in it at school!

Kids used to sit on a wooden bench outside the office and they would leave the door open just enough that you could see that paddle on the wall. The principal would make you look at it for an hour and then he would slooooooowly get it down, whack it in his hands a few times and then call your name to come in for a "visit".

Not that such a thing ever happened to me of course. I just hear that is what would happen. Yeah, I just think that is what it was. There is no way I would know for sure. Right.

The assistant pricipal at the jr. high school I went to was named Bernard K. Lawrence. I used to go into his office every Wednesday, and Friday morning because "school detentions" were held on Tuesday, and Thursday after school. I had other important business to tend to so never bothered to go. The punishment for skipping a "school detention" was two swats on the ass. We called these a "Burner from Bernie". I remember it well: Lean over the front of the oak chair, look at the green dot painted on the center of three horizontal back support bars, place both hands on the flat part of the seat and feel your ass come afire!

I think they would consider this cruelty nowadays?

Rob

Dog.jpg.487f03da076af0150d2376dbd16843ed.jpgPlodding along with no job nor practical application for my existence, but still trying to fix what's broke.

 

 

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