So that Mike has something to read Monday Afternoon
Well I’m starting to think that I’ve had my mother wrong all this time. Because as soon as she read my last post, my ‘inbox’ lit up.
Without further ado, hot off the press, live from Bracebridge, Unvarnished
From: Nathaniel’s Mummy
Subject: Finally
Yo!
No ice storm today
. Had a great skate
I’m apparently running out of time. But did you realize that you spelled finally correctly when you were ranting on to Denise in your blog. Well done I’m proud of you.
Dad and I are going great guns on the tiling job. Hopeful;ly we’ll get it done by our self-imposed feb 28 deadline. The mermaid in the shower looks pretty cool and now we’re filling in around her…not a straightforward job either. we are gettling the hag of the tiling thing. The bathroom floor is done too and looks really good.
Do you really send Denise 15 e-mails a day. Does she actually read them? Does her coaching fee cover “shrinkness” too.
This computer is threatening to exit on me so I guess I’ll go.
Love Mommy
Observations
-My mummy is proud of me and loves me
-She has typo’s, spelling mistakes and sentences which don’t make any sense we are gettling the hag of the tiling thing. Eh!?!?
-Even yours truly muffs up the spelling now and again. Mom, I’ll let it slide this time.
But it makes you think… She’s gotta suspect that her e-mails are getting posted up in public places. Why wouldn’t she take the time to proof read or edit them. What kind of fool would publicly post writings which just make her/him look illiterate?
Damn, I think I’m funny.
From the Archives
I was digging around my file of ‘things I’ve started to write about, but never finished and posted’… Most things I can’t even figure out what I’m talking about but I did find this, circa November 2004:
The story of why I quit school and started working construction:
So after getting the highest mark in my class on the last test.. and finally pulling up my socks in class, last Monday I got home from school and by 5 pm started to read Mario Puzo’s Last Don. By 5 am when I started seeing double I decided to call it a night, with 60 or so pages left. At 7:55 am I was ready for school a few minutes early…
Upon closing the book I decided that if I wasn’t going to class I should at least be productive, so I:
1) Typed up a resume (attached below)
2) Burned Resume onto CD, and printed it out at the library
3) Changed the oil in my car
4) Dropped my resume off at Campbell Construction
5) 10 min later I got a call from Campbell saying I could start on (next) Wednesday
6) 20 min later dropping my resume off to Farmer Construction I was hired on the spot to start 7:30 am the following morning
7) I dropped out of class (the point of the class was to get us prepped for an apprenticeship. So I’m being paid to learn, instead of paying … Hmmm…)
So as everyone else knows, and I found out Nov 10, my first day of work, going to school isn’t the real world. Shoveling sand for 6h, Hand-Tamping Sand for 1h and chipping concrete for 2h is the real world. The Real world sucks, man. All for $11.28 an hour of which 16% goes to taxes.
To celebrate my first day of work in the ‘real world’ me, the man with the career job bought $30 of sushi from a place you sit on the ground to eat, paid $189 for new boots, and $12 a week to park at the job site.
I get a (5%) raise, start paying union dues after 3 months.
I have never worked any job in my life for more than 2 months.
The last (and only) time I worked the 7:30-4pm was the summer of 1998 (see previous post).
We are putting a 5 story elevator onto the outside of the Victoria General hospital.
Well as we all know, the job is history, I only got half way to tying my previous 2 month record, after rent, food, phone, lights for the bike to commute with, I broke even for my 4 weeks on the job. I never realized working was so expensive.
The tuition and other 2 months rent were just e-bayed Cannondale frames under the bridge.
To end with some breaking news. I leaned my bike (KHS with downtube shifting at the moment) against the Subie the other day, and heard something fall on the pavement. Looking down Subie’s weight loss plan is working well, there’s a piece of the rusted rear panel on the ground. Buff!
Faatnaat at hotmail.com has left the building.
