Occassionally, one needs to be reminded of where one lives. Today was my turn. The Plant Superintendant came into my office and asked me why I was doing crossword puzzles in the men's room. I asked him how he could possibly know if it was me or someone else. He smirked as he answered:
"One; it was done in pen. Two; there were no corrections. And three;... it was completed."
YeeHaw for the south.
"One; it was done in pen. Two; there were no corrections. And three;... it was completed."
YeeHaw for the south.
