From: Patrick Jankowiak (recycler@swbell.net)
Date: Mon May 01 2006 - 18:35:35 PDT
Dear Mr. Bloom,
Please forward this to Bill.
I am going to use great self restraint here. I am very unhappy. I usually
prefer discretion. I am, however, going to say this publicly since the item
was posted alike.
I am off work today resting up from the FTX I just got back from. I don't
know about other goys on the list, but coming back from military training
usually leaves me in a certain mood.
I had previously invited a lady from work over to dinner and to watch a
laserdisc tonight.
She is very polite and was showing an interest in where I get my M35 advice
since she sort of likes the looks of the truck but has not yet gotten the
nerve to ride in it. I mentioned before that I get alot of advice from a
mailing list. I was showing her the long list of messages, and scrolled
down to the new stuff, and said -see, here's a website someone suggested.
This guy always posts good stuff.
Perhaps I should have scrutinized the URL more closely, but since there's
nary a cussword on this list, I didn't think it was necessary to do
anything but click on it and let it load on my 24" CRT. If one is not
careful, the high bandwidth in the Bunker of DOOM allows every manner of
abomination to appear very quickly.
I don't need to tell the gory details of rest except to say that an
unrecoverable error has occurred.
1. She decided to just go on home. No movie. No company. Here I sit alone
with my 2 indifferent cats. As usual.
2. What machinations go on in the minds of women, men can never know. She
may very well suspect that I showed that obscene image intentionally. With
a woman, even a small amount of suspicion can be more than enough, as they
tend to fret over things. But this should not need explanation.
Normally I love the crazy life of off topic posts but a little warning in
the title of that one would have been a good idea.
The usual designation for "political incorrectness" of this magnitude is
"NWS" which means "not work-safe".
I see that you apologized, OK I accept. It makes me recall a similar issue
with my rotten little nephew posting idiotic rumors a year ago so it is
understandable.
Bill owes me a date. I would like a tour of your factory. Let him fret
about that for a while.
PJ
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