Well. Ron had me to some research today on floodplains. We're in the .2% floodplain; or .2% chance of flooding in any given year. Put another way, 6% chance over the life of the mortgage. We're also in the "shallow" floodplain; basically, if we get an overhwhelming (like Allison, 36 inches in 12 hours) amount of rain in a very short period of time, flood city. Squish, squish.
That's not so bad, really. We can certainly live with that.
I feel terrible for Mexico, it looks like Hurricane Dean is going to get them. But then, who'd wish a hurricane on anyone?
We got up at 3 AM today to go to work and receive our deliveries. Ron and Mike both loved the Honey Mustard popcorn; I tried it, but it's too spicy for me. The company was out of the Jalapeno chips, so hopefully the customers will give these a try.
The employees managed the feat of killing all three of our microwaves (commercial) at one time. It is aggravating to watch some guy get his leftovers or takeout, use our condiments to season their food, heat it up in our microwave, use our sporks to eat it, and not drop a nickel in any of our vending machines. It's in our contract, we provide microwaves, condiments, and plasticware. I don't object to that. But I do object to Sally and Sam Take-Out breaking our microwaves and then getting an attitude with us over the fact that they're broken. The one that gets me really mad? When they hand me a $20 and ask for change, then they go pay someone else for a meal.
Three Commercial microwaves? You are beyond check-writing-the-state-will-pay-us-eventually and well into "Purchase Order" territory. It's going to be weeks at least before they're fixed. Ron got really angry at one guy who got an attitude with him over the microwaves. I'm going to try to approach it as "Humorous comeback" opportunity when people start giving us grief. "When are you going to fix the microwave?" "Well, we're starting a collection, save the microwaves, would you like to contribute?" The cranky ones will get the "We have to get a purchase order from the state because the microwave is state equipment" (all true). It's just aggravating, especially since the complainers NEVER spend any money in the vending machines. Maybe it will be good for sales.
The Donut guy's wife had the baby 6 weeks early. But the baby's fine, well over 5 pounds and already at home. By the time he grows into the hat I made he'll be ready for it. I know she must be happy to have him out with those "feels-like" temperatures of over 100. Poor mom! Poor baby! Now they can both hang out in the air conditioning.
Ron just discovered our insurance agent's fax number, the end of it, spells B-O-R-G. "You will be assimilated, resistance is futile"? Sounds like the mortgage company. Resisting the is futile, we have to get flood insurance. I don't object but Ron minds being forced to it.
It's been a long day. I'm going to take a nice tepid bath later and have a good night's sleep.
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