Retirement Party
Went to my Dad's retirement party, and took my girlfriend.
My Grandmother and Aunt Fran were there, and all hit it off well with her. Many of my Dad's friends from work, dog club, and barbeque were there as well, and all appeared to be having a good time. He retires on November 30th.
Went out Sunday for lunch, and eventually dinner, with the family and the girlfriend. My aunt and girlfriend decided on getting me some "fancy" work boots/shoes for the new job. My Dad said hopefully the people who made a decent offer on the house will be getting financed through a company the realtor found, they were only offered an adjustable rate mortgage otherwise, and take possession about the day he retires.
So, all and all good news on that front.
Downside of the day, I checked my mail at the house to find a letter from the attourney, who I still have taken away for life his ability to procreate or speak. In it he asked the same *(&*(#*$&(@#&$ question that he even answered in the letter, and asked for a time to meet/talk about the issue. Look, (*#$(*@&#$ tard, how about you take the answer I gave you and cease asking me the same (@*#$(@#&$@ question repeatedly.
So, I emailed his secretary with my response. Though, if I didn't mention it, the last time I met with him he didn't know the meaning of the word instigatory. So, clearly his inane abilities as a professional remembering the simple fact that I have said over 20 times that I do not have a phone to call him, nor will I show up without a time scheduled, not that he's ever been on time anyway, are just that, inane. We shall see by week's end I suppose, as the mediation is set for Dec 1st.
My Grandmother and Aunt Fran were there, and all hit it off well with her. Many of my Dad's friends from work, dog club, and barbeque were there as well, and all appeared to be having a good time. He retires on November 30th.
Went out Sunday for lunch, and eventually dinner, with the family and the girlfriend. My aunt and girlfriend decided on getting me some "fancy" work boots/shoes for the new job. My Dad said hopefully the people who made a decent offer on the house will be getting financed through a company the realtor found, they were only offered an adjustable rate mortgage otherwise, and take possession about the day he retires.
So, all and all good news on that front.
Downside of the day, I checked my mail at the house to find a letter from the attourney, who I still have taken away for life his ability to procreate or speak. In it he asked the same *(&*(#*$&(@#&$ question that he even answered in the letter, and asked for a time to meet/talk about the issue. Look, (*#$(*@&#$ tard, how about you take the answer I gave you and cease asking me the same (@*#$(@#&$@ question repeatedly.
So, I emailed his secretary with my response. Though, if I didn't mention it, the last time I met with him he didn't know the meaning of the word instigatory. So, clearly his inane abilities as a professional remembering the simple fact that I have said over 20 times that I do not have a phone to call him, nor will I show up without a time scheduled, not that he's ever been on time anyway, are just that, inane. We shall see by week's end I suppose, as the mediation is set for Dec 1st.
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