Earning Potential
Yesterday evening was windy. So windy that as I was walking to the bike rack I felt like my legs would be swept out from under me and I would cartwheel like a cartoon down the sidewalk. I didn't, I walked to my bike and as I was unlocking it noticed a dollar had gotten caught in the rear derailleur. I was pretty happy about the dollar and I gazed up at the Tier One building and imagined what life would be like if a dollar got stuck in my bike every day. If I was patient I could have a new bike pretty soon, or a bike bell, or, or, or...a cup of coffee everyday.
Yeah, I'm off to the coffee shop now, I've got a dollar burning a hole in my bag.
Yeah, I'm off to the coffee shop now, I've got a dollar burning a hole in my bag.
posted by Ellen at 11:25 AM
7 Comments:
That's half a cup of coffee here. Accept on Tuesdays and Fridays between 6 and 8pm. During those times coffee is a dollar off.
Interesting, even coffee shops have Happy Hour.
If I had a dollar, I'd hammer in the morning...I'd hammer in the evening...all over this la-and.
See, I don't understand your inferiority complex regarding your writing. You're very imaginative and have a good sense of the absurdity of life.
Speaking of absurdity, we should go eat on Thursday or Friday.
oo oo can I come too? I also wanted to see RV w/Robin Williams, it opens Friday. Who's in?
i'm NOT in to see rv with robin williams...my dollar doesn't stretch that far.
Ellen, you're hilarious. :D And good luck in Illinois . . .landscape architecture. Now that's something I could get into. If I weren't moving, I'd do a little of my own in my current ass of a backyard.
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