My poor VW! Gasoline skyrocketing and it’s been on the road just once. (Lucky me!)So, I arrive home. Andy’s ready for a meal.Me, too, but kitties are first. First, though, is this letter the ca⁰rrier either didn’t pick up or they don’t do that now. At 78 cents an ounce, I expect much better service.Speaking of which……Andy…
…does, too. OK, my kitty, I take care of you now.
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Once a quality analyst, always one, I guess.
This is a grocery list. I tried to place items in the order of where they are in the aisles. It was a big one, so it did help!
I went over the aisles with the person taking my order to get a better list of kinds of things to find, where. I’ll fine tune this “form” and determine if separation lines are necessary, for example, or I can use wider vertical lines, with horizontal ones breaking a column into more than one aisle when an aisle has a short list. That sounds workable!
It seems the same anal-compulsive nature of quality guys is identical to that of English majors. I’m doomed!
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