“Bad Stock”

My friend and I were watching a soccer game at our favorite local watering hole the other day and witnessed first hand some horrible reputation management. We were perched at the bar drinking Bud Light bottles (we’ve learned from experience that ordering drafts at this place is a lot like gambling). When we ordered our second round, the bartender looked to the other end of the bar and informed a heavy-set middle-aged gentleman that they were running out of Bud Light. [Read more...]

So, last week I had a really fun time with my daughter who is going to Calvin College in September. We went to The Container Store – I now have to admit how much I absolutely love this store because of all the cool organizational boxes, bags, tubes, trunks, etc. With this you can make a pretty good estimate of my personality type. [Read more...]

I hate my Bank. Dealing with them is worse than sticking a red hot poker in my eye. After a particularly frustrating call with them today, where I basically worked my way up as high as I could on the phone tree, and then was told anything from here on out had to be done in writing, I had just had it. I was so mad. I ended up crying just to get some of that negative energy out of my system. And then what did I do??? [Read more...]