Saints
Today we checked in the Saints. I got to meet pretty much every single one of the players in some fashion (as in I gave all the players their room keys and welcome bags and some of them decided to talk to us and some of them didn't). Most of them were really friendly and that surprised me. I feel guilty though. It seems that someone would have enjoyed that experience WAY more than I did. I mean, it was pretty cool, but I'm certainly not a football fan. Most of those guys were scary big, like eat me for an appetizer big. There certainly have never been so many nice cars in the Millsaps parking lot before. Nothing but Mercedes, Escalades and one super "tricked" out Caprice Classic (we're talking electric blue with irridescent tinted windows and huge rims). It was funny seeing all those huge guys with Louis Vutton luggage.
Moral of the story?
Saints coaches and directors= nitpicky, work me to death, pains in my asses
Saints players= pretty cool i guess
I still hate them and what they've done to this school and its workers (but i guess that's really the school's fault...), but whatever.
Moral of the story?
Saints coaches and directors= nitpicky, work me to death, pains in my asses
Saints players= pretty cool i guess
I still hate them and what they've done to this school and its workers (but i guess that's really the school's fault...), but whatever.