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Tales from a small town

Short stories about life in a small town. Non-fiction. Great reading.

Friday, March 24, 2006

a simple diversion

Last post was about the biggest downer I could ever think of. Update: as far as the house goes, my wife is frantically working on getting enough money to Western Union Countrywide, so it doesn't have to go into auction. I'm not holding my breath, and in fact, I'm kind of resigned to the fact that we'll be living in an apartment soon. Luckily, with so many kids, public assisted housing is a slam-dunk, even though I'm not nuts about the idea - I'll take it any day, over living under an overpass in a cardboard box.

The interview: when I called the dealership yesterday, I talked to a salesman who told me to come in anytime between the hours of 9-5. I showed up today and talked to the assistant manager, and he told me to take an application and bring it back filled out, and I'll have an interview Monday at 10:AM between him and the manager. I could tell he liked the fact I could read without moving my lips and I can construct sentences without committing too many gramatical and technical errors. Evidently, applicants who posses those qualities must be in short supply.

I am seen as somewhat of a radical in NW Ohio, so I don't know if my reputation will have an effect on me, but if it doesn't, I'm still collecting unemployment, so it's no big deal. In fact, I really didn't take a voluntary lay-off to work anyway, but I know a good car salesman can make way better money than a factory worker.

I had to blow some steam off today. With everything that's going on - the pressure's really getting to my wife. She went into hyper-bitch mode today, which is understandable given the circumstances, but given the circumstances, I ain't in the mood, so I had to get out of the house.

There's a wine shop right across the street from the headquarters of the oil company we have here. Since it's a big-time oil company, the shop has alchoholic beverages from all over the world - top shelf stuff, of course. So, we've got a measley few hundred bucks left, so I decided to spend a little on me. For $10, I got a 4 pack of this beer from England, called Samuel Smith's Oatmeal Stout. This stuff is awesome! The link is to a website where they judge beers - in this instance it's Samuel Smith's; look at the reviews if you get a chance! (This brewery is so old-fashioned, they don't have their own website!)

If you ever get a chance to drink this stuff, please - do yourself a favor and try it at least once, before you die. It's that good! I got me a 4 pack of that, and I went to a drive-thru and got a pack of Swisher Sweet wood tips, and had me a cigar with my beer. I even drove around town while smoking this cigar. Hell, I've got a new car for the time being, I might as well live it up at least once!

I realized something while I was driving around: you gotta live!