Monday, January 31, 2011
Weather Man to the rescue
I've been doing the beer ordering at work, and now we're almost out of all of the popular beer. I figure that we'll just barely have enough to last until the beer delivery tomorrow. I was relating this to Brittney and she commented on how Chiy will probably freak out and have a major anxiety attack. I thought about this and realized that as opposed to having an anxiety attack, Chiy should be jumping up and down for joy, because what this means is that I nailed the forecast! I actually saved Chiy money! So Brittney said, "If he starts to give you a hard time, just say to him, 'Chill, Chiy, I'm the weatherman!' " This is just beyond awesome.