Just got back from driving my dad across country. He's falling apart physically, his artificial knee is failing, he's gaining weight and getting inactive, his wife is convinced he isn't eating enough and is trying to shovel food into his face. He's going to sell the Florida house, and move back to Kansas full time. I've agreed to move in with them after Christmas and help them with the move. It's just a step towards moving in with them full time and and providing elder care for them.
I'm trying to find a polite way of saying "Don't worry, I'll move in and care for you until you die."
School. School is making me frown.
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This dude that sits next to me at work has been wearing like 48 bottles of cologne every day for the past week. Shit hits you in the face as soon as he walks in and murders noses all day. Today I got this fucked up taste on my tongue just from breathing this shit in. Another dude that sits like 20 feet away from me is getting killed by it too, it's that bad.
It's like the cologne version of an old lady at a bingo hall.
I'm pretty sure he does this with it every morning:
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Last edited by Methais; 11-13-2014 at 10:22 AM.
They do, I just don't think they've noticed yet since they're usually holed up in their offices. I hit my manager up about it today because it's getting ridiculous as fuck. When I go away from my desk I can feel the air purifying as I walk away, like I'm being rescued from a gas chamber in Auschwitz or something.