toothpick

One of the emails I receive is a newsletter from a religious leader. This morning it started out with “We're all watching the markets this morning after a tumultuous weekend of economic news.” Uh…No….No…we are NOT all watching the markets. I have absolutely no control over it. Watching it does not impact it. I did not even bother to read the whole thing. Something about storing treasure came to mind and I moved on.  

I have held back for as long as I can. Get the bloody tooth pick out of your mouth!!! ReallY!! Disgusting! It is NOT attractive and we, the people do not wish to see you pick at your teeth. REALLY!!!! I do not care if the meeting is formal or informal speaking with a piece of wood gathered up in the corner of your mouth is beyond annoying. STOP For the love of air STOP!!!  You are slouched back in your chair looking bored out of your mind, you do not remove your cap, and you stare off into a space beyond the room and look at no one. Not even when you speak do you look at the person you are addressing. You sit in a lump and are disgruntled because you “feel” you deserve respect but you do not bother to treat anyone else with any. I have no desire to attend any further meeting you may be at. I have tried to be nice. I have been calm and good natured. I believed (silly me) that you were just uncomfortable and would come around. There is nothing to come around to….(silly me) this is how you are. I shall let you be. I do not have to be around you so I will not.  You and your toothpick (has been in your mouth all day?) go in peace.

Dear people please do not attend meetings with a toothpick in your mouth. We the other people at the meeting do not want to see it. REALLY

I received a reported sighting of Horatio. He was seen at an apartment complex off of 410. Linoleuming is what the agent reported. Somehow I do not believe Horatio would be on his hands and knees gluing down squares of linoleum. I believe some other possibilities exist such as he was visiting a friend, woman, mother, kids. He was doing his job, investigating a murder/crime scene. Perhaps he was thinking about renting me an apartment and was taking the tour to see if was classy enough. Maybe that is where he was staked out while he was watching you watch him.

I should be on a flight this morning. I should be in L.A. by 10. I am not. I could have had a glorious week in beautiful California on the beach all day, up at Bear Lake house hunting, touring the local wineries, watching the yachts come and go while sipping a cocktail on the balcony of a wonderful restaurant in Long Beach. Enjoying the Pub at Seal Beach….. Travelocity you let me down.

I will be arranging my database for prospective clients into groups today…woohoo! I have over 200 and my first client did not come from my database. I need 1 big huge account with a steady stream of needs and a whole file full of little ones. I have Christmas cards ready for you to order. Call me!