Thanks for the story Gator.
But it's not a sweet Camero, it's a Bitchin' Camero!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1v3CzvQ9e_w
BITCHIN' CAMARO BITCHIN' CAMARO! I remember that song fondly from my senior year of high school.
But I think I have you all beat this year. My father-in-law died the day after Christmas (he'd been sick for a while, not much of a surprise). I came back to work today, and here comes a coworker.
COWORKER: I'm sorry about your father-in-law.
ME: Thanks.
COWORKER: I hope you still had a nice Christmas and that he got you nice things.
ME: (blinks) Um, he was basically in a coma for the last two weeks of his life.
COWORKER: (have to bold this because I'm still shaking my head)
Well, then, he should have done his shopping earlier or had someone do it for him.She said it with a completely straight face, too. Yeah, like he was going "Wow, I think I'm gonna buy it pretty soon, better get my Christmas shopping done!"
And people ask me why I want to retire ...