So last night my internet sucked. I hate that my old provider switched to a new company, whose customer services sucks, and not in a positive life-affirming way.
So yeah, yesterday, Gibbs and i did our walk thing and, luckily, the lady who grooms him was at work so we had to stop and visit. Gibbs was in puppy heaven. There was another dog there, it was her first time and she was all nervous and whiny and stuff. Gibbs licked her ear and laid down beside her and just watched Sarah work with her and the other dog stopped all the nonesense. I think that she liked her GIbbs-attention. Sarah called him the dog whisperer.
Work sucked today. I am SOO done with that place. Not cool people, really! Today is March 26 and here is today's joke:
A social worker from a big City in Massachusetts recently transferred to the Mountains of North Carolina and was on the first tour of her new territory when she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life.
Intrigued, she went up and knocked on the door. 'Anybody
home?' she asked.
Yep,' came a kid's voice through the door.
'Is your father there?' asked the social worker.
'Pa? Nope, he left afore Ma came in,' said the kid.
'Well, is your mother there?' persisted the social worker.
'Ma? Nope, she left just afore I got here,' said the kid.
'But,' protested the social worker, 'are you never together as a family?'
'Sure, but not here,' said the kid through the door.
'This is the Outhouse!'
see you tomorrow!