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Post #111871 by cybertiki on Wed, Sep 1, 2004 6:57 PM

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Yeah ... here we go again. Publix, Lowes, and Home Depot paying the local stations to whip everyone into a frenzy so that they can have a record month. Then they raise the price of plywood by 20%, and bottled water that normally goes 98 cents a bottle is selling for $1.29 ... gotta love Florida.

My boss calls me in a panic ... his storm shutters don't fit. I work for one of the largest companies on the flipping planet, we have about eleven major projects about to go over the deep end, I don't even have time to mix myself more than one Mai-Tai before noon, and his shutters don't fit.

Sadly, he knows that I have a cutter that'll do the job, and he also knows that he DOESN'T know how to use it. This man should never touch a hammer let alone a torch ... so, I go over and cut his shutters down for him. Then the in-laws call. Steve has a thick Hungarian accent so you have to imagine:

Steve: Are you ready?
me: For what?
Steve: For the Storm - the Hurricane, there's going to be a Hurricane!
me: No, that was a couple of weeks ago, you're watching the VCR again.
Steve: No, it's a Hell big one coming straight for us!
me: For me?
Steve: It's serious! Do you have all the things you need to have?
me: I've got rum, peanut butter, crackers, and ... oh yeah, two Guiness left. You think I need to buy more Guiness?
Steve: OK, you're OK.
me: Wanna come over and drink a Guiness with me?
Steve: NO! Hell NO! I gotta get ready! I need water?
me: What's wrong with the tap?

... anyway you get the idea. Scare the hell out of everyone. I'm not in any way saying that these storms aren't dangerous. I lost my home to Andrew while hiding under a mattress in the laundry room. I also shipwrecked in another one. Not fun. However, the immediate requirements are easily met, and if you're really concerned you have the option of hopping in the car tomorrow and driving up to Tampa or Tallahassee.

With my luck, after writing this, I'll end up with the first active volcano in Florida erupting unexpectedly in the middle of my back yard. Oh well, time for a weenie roast!

Cheers!

[ Edited by: cybertiki on 2004-09-01 18:58 ]