Well I am back for another post. Let's get this party started...
Last weekend, Kate and I decided to head up to Vegas to go shopping. On our way up there we were driving on the expressway and the wind was blowing HARD. Out here, because there are so few cities close to each other (I would assume) the wind blows really hard. On the way to Vegas from Laughlin, there is a stretch of highway where there is nothing. 75 miles of road and nothing else. On this particular day, the wind was blowing 45 mph and it felt like it could blow my Altima right off the road. Kate and I were talking about where we wanted to spend the day (off topic-The real reason I love going to Vegas is because the abundant number of Chipoltes. As all of my friends know, I love Chipolte and I love lunch. When I can get both, I am willing to drive an hour to get it.) and out of nowhere something hit my car. Kate and I were startled and I pulled over. I thought that it couldnt be an animal. The object flew right over the top of my car. I was so confused. I got out of my car on the express way and went to look at the front of my. When I got there I was shocked. I thought this couldnt be right. The wind was blowing so hard that it blew the grill right off my car. My beautiful car was not missing a part. Kate proceeded to laugh her ass off all the way to Vegas. Jokes on her, I made her buy Chipolte.
After the Nevada wind took a piece of my car, Kate and I laid low for the week. School has gotten to be very monotonous. The days start to bleed together and it seemed like I was just in a rut. Well on Friday, a student decided to get me right out of that rut. It was the last period of the day on Friday and the kids were (and always are) restless because they can see the end of the tunnel. On this day, four students just wouldnt stop talking. I told them if they didnt stop talking I would write all of them up. One of the students looked me right in the eyes and said "Mr. Holliday, if you write me up for that I will take a shit on your car." Yep, these are my students.
Yesterday, I realized something that I should have known for a long time. Anyone who knows me and my family know I am (financially at least) just like my father. And everyone knows Doc loves Sam's Club. I didnt realize why he loved so much. I knew he LOVED buying Gatorade by the 100s, loved buying Almond Joys in bulk and would swear up and down Sams had the cheapest gas (which is debatable). Well yesterday I decided to buy Kate and I a Sams membership (we all know what that means. I have to be with her for at least a year haha) and I was shocked. We walked around for like an hour and a half and realized something terrible. I have been wasting SOOOOO much money on food. I would estimate I could save over 100 dollars a month just by shopping there. I felt violated. Nothing makes me feel worse than spending extra money when I dont have to. Moral of the story...Doc likes Sam's for more reasons than cheap candy bars and sports drinks.
As always, stay out of the heat and for God's sake, watch out for scorpions.
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