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vanillafluffyIt turned out Red had some errands to do, so we just hit the bookstore---after peering into trunks checking out each other's trades, wise-cracking about dealing books in the parking lot. We walked into the bookstore, me wheeling a dolly with four cartons of books stacked on it, and this guy turns away from the nearest shelf and asks, "Have you got any Stuart Woods in there?"
As a matter of fact I did. Which one? "Grass Roots." Right here on top, how's THAT for timing? I ended up giving him the book, and BookstoreGuy gave me a sweet deal on my selections. (And let me post-date a check for Friday. Plus, I've got $75 credit toward future purchases.)
My earlier comments on my bank's shenanigans brought a flurry of mail to my inbox while I was out meeting with Red. I'd prefer to stick with these guys unless they turn out to be total thieves, since I've got my direct deposit going there (and did for my previous job as well), and better the devil you know, right?
I think I'll have some brunch now....
As a matter of fact I did. Which one? "Grass Roots." Right here on top, how's THAT for timing? I ended up giving him the book, and BookstoreGuy gave me a sweet deal on my selections. (And let me post-date a check for Friday. Plus, I've got $75 credit toward future purchases.)
My earlier comments on my bank's shenanigans brought a flurry of mail to my inbox while I was out meeting with Red. I'd prefer to stick with these guys unless they turn out to be total thieves, since I've got my direct deposit going there (and did for my previous job as well), and better the devil you know, right?
I think I'll have some brunch now....