Monday, March 26, 2018
Good morning crew,
Promotion testing at the taekwondo school this weekend went off pretty much as normal. But it turned into a nearly six hour day.
While my daily efforts at the school cannot be classified as 'work' (technically I am a student), there are compensations. Testing days, on the other hand, comes as close to volunteering as makes no difference.
After spending over 5 hours at the school I was slipped an envelope with a 20 in it.
So after testing I made a little detour on the way home, and when I got back I walked into the house and handed the wife a little brown paper sack.
"What's this?" she asked, pulling out a pint bottle of Irish whiskey and an instant lottery ticket.
"That's my pay for today," I told her.
Laugh it up,
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