Today we shall write something that has to do with: Mickey Mouse.
Had some help with the strawberries this morning - our friend Audrey weeded while I did some mulching. It's much faster now that I'm using the tractor to haul larger loads of mulch; the wheelbarrow is just miserably inefficient for this work.
Max and I slept most of the afternoon away but I was able to get our tent set up while I was barbequing dinner. We wanted to have a look at it and air it out ahead of our first helper arriving (a week today already!) since we haven't used it in a while.
Thankfully everything looks fine, but we'll still have to buy another one for when our second helper arrives.
"I have never been issued such a Mickey Mouse assignment."
I'll give Brent some credit - he honestly sounded like he meant it. Which is possible, I suppose. Personally, I'll live the rest of my life haunted by the memory of our superior's request that we scrub all of the public toilets in New York with a toothbrush.
Maybe that just slipped his mind.
"They can't seriously expect us to do this, right?"
More likely, he drank so heavily afterward that the whole experience now exists as a black hole in his memory banks. He's been known to do that. On occasion.
"There's no way. Just absolutely no way we're doing this."
Yeah, buddy, we are. If we want to keep our jobs.
"I mean, come on! Every single stray dog in India?"