Of Football And Footrests

We had a great time with Davis as he visited for a little over a week. We didn't do anything too special but the highlight for me was when we got the chance to fulfill one of my dreams. Davis and I got to play together in a competitive soccer game. Davis was allowed to suit up for our co-ed team here in Regina and we played most of the second half on the same side of the midfield.

I have to say we formed quite an effective partnership, we both scored and the other team really had a hard time dealing with us. I'm sure glad we got a chance to play before Davis got injured.

I hope you make a speedy recovery Davis! As for me I'll have to find a way to stay in shape long enough to play in the same side as the rest of you lads.

Our playoffs start this weekend and the NFL starts on Sunday. Should be a good weekend!

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On another note I think I found a job for Dad in Regina. Yesterday I was drafted to help Dominick pick up some furniture that he bought from Ashley Furniture. He had originally paid for delivery but his order had been screwed up several times and then delayed so he decided to cut a step out and get it from the warehouse himself.

We called ahead and were told that they needed 3 hours notice before we could pick the items up. We thought it was a silly company policy, but it was actually an ominous warning of their complete and utter ineptitude.

Upon arriving at the warehouse we discovered the reason why they need 3 hours, the warehouse is actually just a large room with furniture strewn about. There was no system, no order and no chance of anyone getting anything quickly.

The chap unofficially in charge seemed to have the IQ of a backward clam but amongst his co-wokers he was something of a salient intellectual. Apparently in the 3 hours we gave them all they managed to do was locate our order. Never mind getting the items that were on the order.

All in all it took us an hour of scouring the warehouse to locate the items, we found most of them by ourselves and even managed to fill a few orders for other customers who were a little less understanding of the whole haphazard process.

But I would have to say that my favorite ironic moment came when we realized that we could not find the ordered end tables because the wordless lackey who was blindly assembling items for delivery had begun to assemble the very tables we were looking for.

Needless to say if Dad ever needed a job I'm sure they'd hire him, a faint pulse seems to be the only qualification necessary for employment.