This is from an email from a Merjeo reader. I promised him I wouldn’t use his name, for his sake.
Yep….Thought I had locked the bathroom door as a younger teen.
I found a Playboy Magazine in the apartment dumpster, and stashed it in one of the cabinets in the bathroom. Mom, opened the door as I sat on the floor, choking my chicken. This was AWKWARD! For a moment, I didn’t remember anything. I think I passed out.
I was a little fuzzy, and didn’t remember too much. But for what I could remember, she didn’t have any expression on her face. We made brief eye contact, she apologized and closed the door.
I did my best to avoid my mom for the next few weeks.
Guitar Player becomes Valet Parking Attendant and pulls a fast one
When I had just graduated college, I had a second job. I moonlighted as a musician, playing the piano in a group. We played gigs all across the Country.
One night, we were playing a nightclub gig in Tuscon, Arizona. The manager asked our guitar player to park a customer’s car for him, The gentleman had a brand new Burgundy Cadillac, in showroom condition. The guitar player took his keys and parked the car in the back of the nightclub.
This was on a Friday night. We played the gig, and before leaving, we all agreed that we would meet at our next gig, in one week, at the Riviera Hotel in Las Vegas, Nevada.
A week later, I drove into the musician’s parking lot at the Riviera, and saw a brand new Burgundy Cadillac pull into a parking space. The guitar player got out of the car. The first thought that came to my mind was, “Is this guy crazy?” Then, I said to myself,
“Now I know where he parked the car for the customer.”
This is from a letter received by a Merjeo reader:
My toilet seat has been off the screws for a while now, and we have brought it to the inspector doing the inspection and they said they’ll fix it, yet they haven t.
We always have to keep putting the seat on and straightening it. Tonight my son sat on the toilet and the seat wasn‘t on right and it cracked. Do I contact my landlord and tell them this, and that they have been notified in the past for the broken screw parts, and now it has snapped, or should I go out and buy a new one?
Are you shitting me? (No pun intended.) Come on , Man, get real! This isn’t even funny.
A few weeks ago, I had dinner with a very attractive teacher. It was nothing formal. We ate at Cici’s Pizza. She told me about a conversation between two students in her class that happened earlier in the week. As you read this, keep in mind that these are high school students.
Student 1: Did you just hear what he said?
Student 2: No, what?
Student 1: He said he’s going to Hawaii this summer.
Student 2: Okay?
Student 1: This SUMMER!
Student 2: I don’t get it.
Student 1: You can’t fly to Hawaii in the summer. The sun is too hot. The plane will blow up.
Student 2: I didn’t even think about that. Maybe they’re going to drive.
Student 1: What are you talking about? You can’t drive to Hawaii. It’s too far. It would take forever to get there.