Thursday, December 27, 2007

Back to Reality

I will be doing clerical work until my computer codes are fixed. Part of being a team player is accepting a subordinate role at times. My cube is a disaster, the person before me never cleaned it and I have all types of files and goodies.

The floor I am on is akin to being banished, but there are all types of great people with me. My mentor is down here as well and a few friends. Oddly it is easier to clean and the air is better.

The halal truck is not here. I have also solved the mystery of the missing Knish vendors. It seems that Mayor Nany Bloomberg's health gestapo fined the trucks that carried them. According to a couple of vendors the fine is 400 dollars and a seperate license for 700 is required. I have not found any back alley knishes. I may have to cross into NJ and withstand a seven day waiting period.


The Merry Widow said...

What?!?!? You sacrifice alot to serve your country and you can't find a knish?
Bloomberg's a twit! The street vendors are a staple, he obviously is thinking as a 'rich man' and not as a New Yorker!
Recall election?
Good morning, G*D bless and Maranatha!

I could tell you tales about governmental bureaucracies from the '50's!

Always On Watch said...

The floor I am on is akin to being banished...

That could be a good thing. No vegan!

Farmer John said...

...for a knish import license?

I see black-market knishes in your future... only... don't forget the mustard!

beakerkin said...


I can see the folks at NARAL complaining about back alley knishes.

Mr. Beamish the Kakistocrat said...

I see a lucrative career in knish smuggling.

beakerkin said...

Hmmm Black market knishes. This sounds like a money maker for Tony Soprano.