Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Because We Need To Be Told...
Here is a sign I saw at the Post Office in Hightstown, New Jersey. The sign itself is rather un- remarkable. It's the hand- written sign beneath it that is what's remarkable. It's obviously there because we need to be told these things. check it out:
p.s. - the bald guy behind the counter was kind of a rude jerk and other than that he showed no personality so I made the conscious decision to disregard the sign just to get him upset. And, boy, did he get upset! Criminy, you'd have thought by his reaction that I'd just broken all Ten Commandments plus a few of the new ones he'd been working on getting added to the list.
So, if you want good, personable service from a post office employee who doesn't hate you, life and everything in between, go to any post office other than the one in Hightstown, NJ. That bald guy's a jerk. You've been warned.
One That Cookie Monster Would Think Twice About Eating
Kenzie and the Big Guy
This year, the company that Tiff works for, South Jersey Federal Criminal Unio...I mean, Credit Union, sponsored a Christmas Tree at the Camden Children's Garden which is located next to the Adventure Aquarium. We went to see all the trees that were donated and decorated by local businesses. It was a pretty enjoyable night out, but it was frickin' cold!!!
Anyway, there was a lame scavenger hunt that the kids could complete and there were simple rides like a carousel that the kids could ride. The best part, though, was the butterfly house - mostly because it was really nice and warm inside - but also because Kenzie loves butterflies, even though she says they don't taste like real butter. Just kidding. It took quite a bit to convince Kenzie to go stand next to Santa and get her picture taken. I guess she just wasn't feeling the Santa-vibe. Oh well. She still made out like a bandit on Christmas morning.
Anyway, there was a lame scavenger hunt that the kids could complete and there were simple rides like a carousel that the kids could ride. The best part, though, was the butterfly house - mostly because it was really nice and warm inside - but also because Kenzie loves butterflies, even though she says they don't taste like real butter. Just kidding. It took quite a bit to convince Kenzie to go stand next to Santa and get her picture taken. I guess she just wasn't feeling the Santa-vibe. Oh well. She still made out like a bandit on Christmas morning.
Kenzie and her Pumpkin
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