So, Im finishing up some odds and ends for the day and in wanders the new city administrator, Jason, just a little while ago. It seems the private side door to the Finance dept (the one that we pop in and out of to take a short cut to the womens room) was open. He was just stretching his legs. We talked about ships, and sails, and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings. No, actually we talked about a workshop that Nicole and I are planning to attend in Denver (grant stuff) and I cant remember what else, but, something prompted me to raise my fists to the ceiling, shake them and in my best Charlton Heston Planet of the Apes (they destroyed their civilization, the m-f*rs) voice, said, Damn Them! Damn Them to Hell. Then continued back on in my normal voice. Jason didnt even blink. But, he, also, didnt compliment me on my great Charlton Heston imitation. (Im pretty sure that Ive managed to convey that Im pretty much a goof already to him, and damn good with the numbers side of thing, of course.)
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 01:10:41 +0000
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