Last night as my boss and I were debriefing each other after Dancing With the Stars, Fillip called. I didn't answer figuring if he had an emergency, he would leave a message. Well, he did. While at his friend's house, somebody broke the windows on both sides of his cars! It's not even like his friend lives in a bad neighborhood, but I guess it's just as fun, if not more, to smash the windows of a strangers car in front of a beautiful house. By daylight today it looks like it was a bee bee gun. Whatever...that's a $500 deductible we didn't want to have to pay.
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I'm so sorry about the windows...but mostly about the job. Hopefully another door will be opening soon.
Hope you are well and coping with the free time (and that isn't a joke).
I remember my husband's car got broken into right after 9/11 - and I thought the world was total injust. Why, why why?
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