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stepfordtart - 2011-03-29 19:15:34
Im really sorry but I laughed quite a lot at that mental image. Want me to come and put my special ed support hat on and do that meeting with you? Us special ed support types are a mean ole bunch! s x
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Deb - 2011-03-29 19:15:36
Wow, you must have been tired. I'm totally suprised you didn't walk over to the service desk and ask to chat with a manager.
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stepfordtart - 2011-03-29 19:16:24
I did mean I was laughing at the Zamboni duel, of course, not the other stuff. s x
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Poolie - 2011-03-30 00:14:29
Oh gosh! I laughed too! We used to have a Zamboni floor machine here and only the former executive director was allowed to drive it. NOT the janitor who should have driven it. Well, when I took over, I said, "To hell with that noise." Turns out it was a stupid choice for a machine, and we sold it. Too bad I didn't know you could have used one for a showdown with the asshat. I would have paid to see it.
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Stephanie - 2011-03-30 09:41:15
The floor zamboni sounds like good material for a Stephen King novel!
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Jim - 2011-03-31 14:35:00
Wow, great description of your duel with the Zamboni! Why don't they run those things at night when the aisles are empty? I remember equivalent machines, except the "driver" walked behind and guided the machine (where "guided" = struggled to make the damned thing go where it was supposed to) on third shift at the Kingston NY ShopRite supermarket in the summer of 1963. (Gee, I really am old!)
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