Juicy!

I was quite surprised to hear last week that the cleaning ladies at our company are not allowed to pick up our can and bottles for recycling. I was saving up a bag full of recyclables for her to take home. She said it was her source of income for her kids’ school supplies.

She took the bag of bottles two weeks ago. Last week, she comes over and tells me that she is no longer allowed to accept them. Her management will not allow it - it is the property of my company and is considered stealing.

How can it be considered stealing if I personally hand over the bag to her? If I had personally collected the bottles myself? And if those bottles were my own drinks? The only explanation I can think of is that their company contracts with my company.

Well, then great company of mine! Why don’t you put out those large blue trash cans with those triangle forming arrows on them then? What are we supposed to do with our soda cans and bottles? Just toss them in the trash with our candy wrappers and half eaten lunches? Isn’t that just a waste?

Large corporations such as the company that I work for really ought to place those recycle trash bins all around the company and recycle themselves. If they do not have such trash bins, then why do they have policies against our cleaning ladies taking them home?

Dear CPK Server:

I thought about what I wrote on that CPK Bitch back on March 24th.  I have to admit that I was being a little harsh on her - especially over $5.  I was just extremely upset at that moment in time.  It was just that you didn’t seem too apologetic when you gave us the $5, even though you apologized and said that you were embarrassed.  It didn’t seem sincere.  I didn’t meant to be a difficult customer. We just wanted our $5 back. 

Half Pint was correct.  Although I do know of folks who wait on people, I myself have never served.  So, please accept my apology.

Thank you.

The Asian Glow: When an asian person drinks a little bit of alcohol and turns red but is not really drunk.

I get the Asian glow when I have a few sips.  Last night, a few of us went to La Ferria in Inglewood for happy hour.  I ordered a margarita.  Took a few sips and started to blush.  When I finished that, I ordered a Mango flavored Mojito.  The server must have thought my asian glow was a sign of being drunk because the Mojito he brought to me was watered down!  I had to order another drink instead.

I was pulling into a Chevron gas station today to fill up my half empty gas tank.  Recently, it has been a habit of mine to look at the screen to see how much the person before me paid.  Usually, it’s around $60.  This time, I expected to see that amount again. 

Surprisingly, it wasn’t.  The screen showed $105.  Wowsers!  $105!  That’s one large tank of gas that car’s got there!  Either it was a Toyota tundra or it filled up two cars worth!  I guess I shouldn’t be complaining about the $32 I use to fill up half my tank of gas on my little green Honda.

It’s amazing - I still remember how the gas prices used to be $0.99 per gallon, the price of an ice cream scoop, the price of a Burger King Whopper!  $105 can sure buy me an awful lot of Whoppers!