Well Iâm glad it was shared.
I have to say that Iâm newly impressed with the way trampoline design restricts its motion to the vertical dimension. The only rebound boost to the wallaby/kanga thing (I donât know the difference) was to launch its feets upward. A lot.
Wallaby = small and kinda stumpy when compared to a kangaroo. Usually no more than three feet tall.
Thereâs no sharp biological difference between wallaby and kangaroo species; the larger species of bouncy macropods are called kangaroos, the smaller ones are wallabies (and in between are wallaroosâŠ).
By the looks of it, the surprised trampolinist is an Eastern Grey Kangaroo.
Apparently evolved to carry its own lunch on long outback treks.
I snort-chuckled!
Kangaroos are a lot meaner than most non-Aussies realize, so I didnât have even a momentary sense of âoh noâ.
The library where my spouse works labels reserved books with the first three letters of the last name, plus the first letter of the first name. The first thing I wondered when I learned that was whether there are exceptions for names like Tom Cunninham, Ken Fuchs, Tracy Shier, etc.
The interview went well. Some questions and their answers:
Why do you think some people keep really busy?
I think theyâre avoiding something. It can be good to keep busy, but youâve got to recharge sometime.
What would you do if a customer asked you to do something your manager told you not to do? Iâd tell them I was sorry, but I canât do that per my manager, but I can go get them for you to speak with, if youâd like.
How would people describe at your job when it comes to being neat and clean? Diligent. (thank goodness they donât ask about at home, LOL!)
What would you do if you saw a customer take something without paying for it? Follow the storeâs theft-prevention procedures.
I will know more on Thursday.
Fozzy and I hope itâs good news!
The Meth. I mean when youâre hopped up, you just gotta keep moving.
Is the customer good looking? Do they give any indication I might have a chance with them?
Laughter.
I know what youâre thinking. Did he fire six shots or only five? Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, Iâve kinda lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world, and would blow your head clean off, youâve got to ask yourself one question: âDo I feel lucky?â Well, do ya, punk?
Actually, I do. I shop at this store frequently, to the point where the employees of just about any given shift know me. (migawd, now if I could organize themâŠ). In fact, the lady at the customer service desk who has been cashier and served me asked me after the interview what position I was going for; I told her cashier, and she said, âWell, I hope you get it because you seem like youâd be a good worker!â 
Retail sucks, especially mass-merchandise retail. I feel I owe it to the workers to be the best customer I can be; and if Iâm gonna be a worker, then I owe it to the customers to be the best worker I can be. Pagan work ethic, lol!
Gâluck!
Me: This cat toy has feathers. And the package says âFun for you and your cat.â
Wife: If you use a feather itâs erotic. If you use the whole chicken itâs kinky.
Which one? The guy in the helmet or the gal who became a herald of Galactus?
This guy: