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Feb. 26th, 2003 06:56 pmOn my way home tonight, I stop in the store to get a loaf of bread and a six-pack of beer. (I'm such a male, sometimes.) So the cashier scans the beer, and asks for my ID while holding the loaf of bread. The guy standing next to me wakes up from zoning out and says:
Zoned Out Guy: She's carding you for bread?
Me: Yeah, it's that new Homeland Security Act.
Heh. One of those rare times in life you come up with the snappy comeback instantly, and not at 3AM.
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Wednesday is better than the last couple days. Perhaps cuz the last two were about as bad as they get. I tell you...rich people. An investor gives me a verbal yes and does most of the paperwork...then decides to go on vacation for a week. Back tomorrow, though, and maybe I can get a deal closed.
Zoned Out Guy: She's carding you for bread?
Me: Yeah, it's that new Homeland Security Act.
Heh. One of those rare times in life you come up with the snappy comeback instantly, and not at 3AM.
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Wednesday is better than the last couple days. Perhaps cuz the last two were about as bad as they get. I tell you...rich people. An investor gives me a verbal yes and does most of the paperwork...then decides to go on vacation for a week. Back tomorrow, though, and maybe I can get a deal closed.
