Well, I now know what kind of day it will be - I placed a simple request to the Help Desk, and they promptly forwarded it to the wrong area. That wouldn't be so bad, I don't suppose, except I have no idea why they thought the finance department could help archive this guy's e-mail. Maybe I expect too much. Maybe my request didn't contain enough clues to get it forwarded to the e-mail team where it belonged. Or maybe the Help Desk staff forgot their meds this morning. I know! I forgot MY meds this morning ;) Thank God tomorrow is Friday, and seventy percent of our staff will be on vacation. I need a break.
Like a bad penny.... We used to scuba dive as our hobby, a hobby which eventually led to the procurement/construction of a small dive trailer to haul four sets of gear and four cylinders. It was a simple but elegant design - a box on a single axle frame, with the beginnings of a mural painted on both sides, and dive flags at either end. The kids had helped paint it, with Stephen taking special pains with the sharks. When we moved to Nashville, we sold it. We didn't dive as often, and we had no place to store it. Nearly ten years have passed since that October in '99 when we came up here, and I hadn't thought much about the trailer. I thought I had seen it the last time we went to Greenfield, but I wasn't sure. Then Saturday my mother-in-law called to say the neighbor across the street had our trailer for sale. The neighbor was asking a certain price, and we offered a little less. She called back later to say it was ours for the picking up. Sunday we made the trip to fet...
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