- My morning started with my youngest son walking around the house in his underwear singing “One eyed, one horned, flying purple people eater”.
- I’d blame it on his mother, but I distinctly remember being that age and walking around my house, in my underwear, clucking out “In the Mood” with my brothers like the chickens on the Muppet Show.
- Let’s say you have 50 tasks, which are somewhat related to each other in a couple of ways. If you do a little analysis, you can group them into either ten batches of five or five batches of ten.
- My co-workers gave me 50 batches of 1.
- It’s amazing how quickly somebody stops complaining about something when you point out that they are the ones who created said problem in the first place.
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Posted by daddybear71 on September 29, 2017
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/ September 30, 2017If you start singing, “itsy bitsy teenie weenie yellow polka-dot bikini” you would have a bit of variety! And both songs came out within a few years of each other. (why yes, I am old enough to clearly remember them both playing on the radio)
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Girlie Bear
/ September 30, 2017I might have taught him that song.
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daddybear71
/ October 3, 2017And who do you think taught it to you?
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Dorothy Grant
/ September 30, 2017…earworms… aaaaaugh!
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daddybear71
/ October 3, 2017You are welcome
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