Welcome to another installment of Good Mourning, it’s Monday! This weekly blog looks to cover various topics in the news, along with personal stories or encounters from the past week at home and work to help you through your first day back at work (unless you don’t work). Hopefully my seven followers like this and share this to make it eight. Enjoy…
Breakfast: French toast
Zach arrival time: When I woke up
Mornings without Starbucks: 210 as of Monday
Monday Mourning Metaphor
When you get a promotion, but clearly aren’t qualified:
First Thing’s First…
Yes, I know it’s Wednesday. But that’s what happens when you work all day Sunday, work the Monday before Thanksgiving, end up getting a cold by the end of the day, work through a cold Tuesday, and eventually work from home Wednesday. So yes, today isn’t Monday. You and I know this, but we’ll act like it’s not a big deal (because it isn’t).
Is Thanksgiving the best holiday to be sick on?
As mentioned above, I started getting a cold during work Monday. It’s not fun: sniffles, sore throat, and cough are going swell. So if anyone (literally one person who might read this from work) was wondering why I wore my dad jeans, t-shirt given to me for free, and beat-up dad sneakers yesterday, it’s because I don’t feel good.
I’m really hoping to fight this off before tomorrow. Thanksgiving is one of my favorite days of the year and I have to be in tip-top shape to play some fooseball. But this has me wondering: is this the best holiday to be sick on?
Aside from cooking and playing pick-up football, there isn’t much physical activity going on. The day is centered around eating and watching football, which is essentially every Sunday already. So if I’m going to be sick, this might be the day to do so.
Now if I’m puking, that’s a different story. No way I want to spend Thanksgiving with my head in the toilet while everyone else enjoys the best meal of the year.
As for the worst days to be sick on, it has to be New Years. If you’re the type of person who likes to stay up and drink, there’s no way your body will actually make it through midnight, never mind the food and booze. Plus if you decide to sleep in, you better hope there’s not a party at your place or you live in a quiet neighborhood.
Let’s hope I feel better for Thanksgiving. I’ve got my eye on that Turkey Bowl MVP trophy.
Thanksgiving PSA: don’t eat black market turkeys
[Source] – A Maine police department is warning residents to steer clear of black market Butterballs.
The police department in Falmouth reports a Hannaford supermarket had to discard frozen turkeys that thawed out because of a mechanical failure. Police say the problem is that someone collected them from a trash bin with the idea of redistributing them.
Police say people should beware of the black market turkeys because they’re dangerous to consume. They urge any consumers who came across them to put them in the trash where they belong.
We’ve all been there before: it’s the day before Thanksgiving and you realize you forgot to buy a turkey. You start scrambling store to store not thinking that they’re either sold out or completely frozen. So you panic and end up buying a bootleg turkey off the corner from some guy named Carl. You manage to cook that plump sack of bacteria infested carcass and serve it to your family and in-laws. Two hours later, you’re all playing musical chairs with the toilet seat. Not good.
Now if this street turkey vendor was selling them out of a food truck, then I might be deceived. Everyone knows food trucks are the real-deal-Holyfield. Something about them just taste better, as if you’re getting hot dogs and sausages outside Fenway Park. So why wouldn’t food truck turkey be the same?
Now my brain is working, folks. How genius would it be to have a food truck driving around Thanksgiving morning to local football fields to serve coffee, turkey, and other Thanksgiving related foods? Plus, it could make some stops at either high school games, or if you want to be charitable, head over to some shelters. Now that’s a million dollar idea. (Don’t steal my idea.)
Lesson of the day: be careful when purchasing your turkeys, especially off the street.
Song of the Week
If you’re not umping on the Miami bandwagon, you are missing out.
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