You are so sensitive and I am a machine.
I am a paper boy! And somehow my irrational fears have impaired me on the job as well.
Story! Monday morning I was delivering the thinest papers I have seen, making mistakes on delivering it to the wrong people and stealing them back almost ninja-like. Well, I was worried that I wouldn't have enough papers to finish the route and I sure as hell won't buy extras at a gas station. I drove around looking for deliveries that shouldn't be there when I remembered that I threw a paper onto someone's roof. I tried to throw a ball at it to make it slide down, failed. The man came out of the house from the side and I ran back to my car and looked casual. The man was very old and had pads on his wrists, elbows and knees. I guess he falls a lot during his runs. I secretly laugh at him in the mornings, hoping he will fall in front of me. I told him that I made a terrible throw and got a paper on his roof. He promptly went inside the side door again and emerged with a telescoping broom. He extended it about 15 feet and started batting at the roof. The paper fell down and I thanked him for helping me out. Turns out that paper was the extra one that they give the carriers, so I made a fool out of me, the man in pads, and the telescoping broom all in one day's work.
I can't keep up with the music I keep buying.
Plans to go to Golden on Friday.
Story! Monday morning I was delivering the thinest papers I have seen, making mistakes on delivering it to the wrong people and stealing them back almost ninja-like. Well, I was worried that I wouldn't have enough papers to finish the route and I sure as hell won't buy extras at a gas station. I drove around looking for deliveries that shouldn't be there when I remembered that I threw a paper onto someone's roof. I tried to throw a ball at it to make it slide down, failed. The man came out of the house from the side and I ran back to my car and looked casual. The man was very old and had pads on his wrists, elbows and knees. I guess he falls a lot during his runs. I secretly laugh at him in the mornings, hoping he will fall in front of me. I told him that I made a terrible throw and got a paper on his roof. He promptly went inside the side door again and emerged with a telescoping broom. He extended it about 15 feet and started batting at the roof. The paper fell down and I thanked him for helping me out. Turns out that paper was the extra one that they give the carriers, so I made a fool out of me, the man in pads, and the telescoping broom all in one day's work.
I can't keep up with the music I keep buying.
Plans to go to Golden on Friday.