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So the last weekend was retched.. In case you hadnt heard it from my mother, my first day of work was on Friday. While the idea of being 'phone girl' (thats right: PHONE GIRL) may appear to be quite easy, I can assure you it is not. The entire time I had this deranged Greek man with a cock eye and thick accent breathing down my neck. Not to mention the fact that I had to deal with those asinine people who, instead of fish & chips, want to substitute the 'chips' for onion rings. Riddle me this: If they wanted you to have onion rings instead, wouldnt it be called fish and rings? Oh and I almost forgot about those dirty old men who, after asked for their phone number, try to pull a fast one and ask me for mine. Nice try.. Then on Saturday we had the annual Flint Family Horseshoe Tourney and Hat Contest. The day started out good with my dear cousin Megan winning the oh so high title of best hat. On her bicycle helmet, she had a bowl with an alive goldfish in it. Believe it or not, there was even one of those hand held bubble makers so the fish could breathe! But I suppose it wasnt a real shocker b/c there was no real competition other than the Girl Scout theme.. which I might add was very well done by my Auntie Di. Then after Bobby Megga won the horseshoe tournament, the day got progressively worse. I caught my mother's asthmatic lungs inhaling several cigarettes. I think that she has become quite the chain smoker.. but according to her, she only smokes when shes drinking. That night she couldnt even drive her car home b/c she was so wasted. I really should bring this up sometime in one of those family meetings.. Meg slept over that night and, on Sunday I went to Wes's Steak House con mi padre. What a way to spend a weekend... only 3 more days till the next!
Marci
Marci