Thursday, March 25, 2010

Organization

I was watching a customer fiddling with her money the other day and had a flashback to my childhood. I remember being at a toy store buying something. Dad was with me and I think this was probably one of the first times I had bought something with my own money - probably when Mom and Dad were initially trying to teach us good spending habits.

When I was putting away the change Dad told me that he likes to organize his bills by denomination - 20's behind 10's, 10's behind 5's, etc. He seemed to think that this was important, that it would save time in the long run. I remember thinking at the time,
I don't have time for that! Where are your priorities - there are Lego's to play with!
Well, I don't know how it happened, but years later I'm that guy holding up the line at Safeway putting my money away.

Thanks Dad. Now if I would just have the same attitude towards the rest of my life I could walk to my bed without stubbing my toes and tripping on stuff.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Truck smell

So most of you know I'm driving a new vehicle. Marv Rhodes, a close friend of the family, passed away and it used to be his. It was sad to see Marv go, but he's in a better place. I am pretty excited about the truck, however. It's been cool to be driving a vehicle that belonged to someone I knew - kind of a remembrance.

Anyway, though, the reason I'm writing this is because of a strange smell that I just noticed. I was driving it the other day and suddenly thought
"wow, it even smells like a truck".
A while later, when I wasn't in the truck I had another thought.
"wait a second, how does a truck smell any different than a car?"
What the heck was I identifying as that 'truck smell'? Do trucks really smell different from cars? How so?

So the next time I got in I paid more attention to exactly what I was smelling. I finally realized that what I was smelling was just Marv's old dog. Brandy or Oreo, I don't know which, had left their mark (so to speak) on the truck. And Gus, the dog my dad had while I was growing up, had left his mark on my subconscious feelings of what a truck should smell like.

Thanks guys, what would the world be like without dogs?

Edited on March 14th.