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I think she’s got a pretty good handle on social engineering. And at such a young age, too.
Speaking of “social”, here she is with a Nice Young Man who thinks Very Highly of her.
I hate the fact that my cheese crackers feel that telling me that they’re “made with REAL CHEESE!” is a selling point.
I like going to our local Hannafords because, besides being cheaper, the workers all tend to be high-school/college age with cheerful personalities.
Checkout Girl (with cute pigtail braids): So this morning I figured I’d do something different with my hair.
Bagger Boy: Did you?
CG: Yea… (strike one!)
BB: Oh! Don’t you usually only have one braid?
CG: No… This is the first time I’ve braided it. (strike two!)
BB: Er, ah, well, I haven’t seen you in a while.
CG: We worked together two days ago! (strike three!)
Given that I saw him deliberately edged out another bagger to work on her line, it’s not as if he wasn’t aware of her…
Glad to see that they’re training men in Advanced Oblivion in younger and younger these days.
It’s annoying that the date 090205 can be read either forwards or backward. (ignoring for a moment the slightly less annoying but longer running day/month:month/day issue.)
A clergyman doing a survey of NYC in 1885 found that in one ward there was
“One saloon to every 200 population.”
– from the makingmaps blog
My favorite is 2nd St. between Avenue B and C: 18 saloons, one church. Doesn’t look like the church is still there, unfortunately, but there’s a firehouse at the other end of the block. I bet they wish the pubs were still there.