This is somthing that has bugged the crap out of me for years now. Not that I am against tipping, in fact I am totally for tipping. Tipping the pizza guy, tipping the waitress at the local Chili's, those are fine. Why then in this great country of ours does every damn person need their own tip jar? Good hell people. I'm not tipping the guy that gives me popcorn at the movie theater. Honestly, ok let me think, seven bucks for a drink and some corn oh and here pimple-faced Jimmy is a couple of bucks for you for doing nothing! Forget it. I'm done with tipping people who aren't doing anything special but there job. The pizza guy actually brings the pizza to you. I just think this new tip jar thing is so damn stupid. What's next a tip jar at the Jiffy Lube? End the suffering, end the madness. That's all I have to say about that.
Monday, March 26, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Berndt Boys
Generally it's a rule for me to not write and brag about my kids. Frankly people that never shut up about their kids drive me freaking nuts and I swore I'd never be "that" guy. However, I am proud of my three boys, very much so in fact, so here is my "that" guy blog for 2007.
Here are my three lads:
James is 6 and a mad Jr. Jazz basketball player
Trey is 3 and our resident male model. This is "Blue Steel."
(Show you? I shouldn't even been talking about it!)
Devin is a year old and the best behaved baby in the history of babies. Always happy, he flat out rules.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Being Sick Sucks
Greetings once again people of the world, tis I Joshua. I, like the 765,000 other people in Salt Lake have been plagued by the flu as of late. Now I hate the flu and having a cold as much as the next guy but there is one thing I kinda like, hacking and blowing lougies. I know I know, Josh we've already heard about snot, but folks, when your life and body is filled with the stuff it's on your mind a lot. Hence the reason for this sweet ass invention I just discovered. "A Nasal Irrigation machine. " What an awesome idea. You see all the good ideas are gone, the Whoppee Cushion, Shoes, and a Nasal Irrigation machine.
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