My Addled Brain

Yes, the text is bigger. I got tired of squinting.

So I get a call at work today. It’s from a computer training company, a sales call, wanting to know if we were interested in a free one day training course. She hadn’t even gotten the words “are you interested in signing up” before I had to put her on hold for a moment - a quick mental check - just to make sure of something.

My suspicions were confirmed when I picked back up a few seconds later. “Brett?”

The salesperson calling me was a girl I dated for a month or so a while back. We chatted briefly, and informed her that we weren’t looking for training at this time, but would most likely be evaluating our needs at the beginning of the year. I gave her my e-mail address (for follow up purposes, of course), and hung up, wherein I proceeded to laugh for about five minutes. Not at her, mind you - she is a very nice person who merely has different priorites than I do - just in realization of how small the world can be sometimes.

That, and I really needed a laugh today, since my poor, distraught wallet and I are still reeling from having my car’s front driver side window fixed yesterday. A small piece of advice: if you think your automatic window is close to breaking down, do not tempt fate by using it, because it will get stuck open. I still can’t believe how much a simple little thing like that costs to fix. So if anyone is still trying to figure out what to give me for my pending celebration of doom on Friday (insert maniacal robotic laughter here), a donation to the “Brett’s a poor bastard again” fund would be greatly appreciated.