I've read other blogs and thought this could be a place for me to post pictures of me and Jon doing boring things.

But that would not be as exciting as this following conversation regarding a bike we were selling:

HI NICE BIKE BUT YOU HAVE THE FRONT FENDER ON BACKWARDS.
THANKS.
RICHARD

I replied: sorry for offending your sensibilities.

He said: IF YOUR SELLING A $75.00 BIKE FOR $275.00 I THOUGHT YOU SHOULD AT LEAST ASSEMBLE IT CORRECTLY ?

I shot back: If you're (not your) offering advice you should take off CAPS LOCK. And be sure of your punctuation? Or was that really a question?

Then I felt a little guilty, so I said: You are right that the fender is on backwards, we'll fix that. Thanks for that. But if it had at all sounded like your advice was meant to help rather than to be a jerk, maybe you wouldn't sound so arrogant and condescending. Then again maybe that's what you were going for.

But seriously that guy was a douche.

My life has been so much better since Jon started fielding calls from people looking to buy our stuff and put "don't call if you're stupid" clauses in it.

Working in healthcare is strange because "weekends" are usually not Saturday and Sunday. This throws your week out of sync with those around you.

But the other day we saw a crowd watching some sort of sporting event and I had no idea what month it was. I was freaking out because I didn't know if it was February or June and if either of those was "Football Season"

So far selling the contract at our apartment has been less fun than I anticipated.

Before I explain, I should say that I believe stupid people will always be stupid. Jon argued that they can go to school, but I don't mean uneducated people, I am talking about stupid people. There are people who can go through all sorts of school and still be stupid. Like the girl in one of my senior dietetics classes who asked, "Wait, the Jews agreed to the experiments the Nazis were going to perform on them?" This missed the point of our lesson. And the Holocaust.

So one girl yesterday asked if it was okay they could not move until August. I said unless you are willing to pay the two months rent, not really. Then she asked me a BUNCH of questions and wanted to come see it. So then she came over with her fiance (his name is Lane which I think sums up them). They looked around....and then the stupid questions began.

- Does the refrigerator stay (it matches the stove and have you ever known anyone in provo to bring a fridge with them?
- What stays with the house (which isn't stupid but was a question)
- Is this chandelier yours? (this one floored me. The large chandelier that is clearly part of the house, looks antiqued, and is a chandelier.)

I wanted to tell her that yes it was ours, along with the wood flooring that rolled up and the walls as well, so they would need to bring their own.