avalancher
Arboristsite Raconteur
Last December my wife pestered me to join a local health club with her, and after much thought I said okay.
Yesterday we stopped at the counter to pay our monthly dues.While the wife wrote out the check, I happened to glance at the amount she was writing it out for(Up to this point, I had no idea what we were paying,its her deal, not mine)
I was at first horrified, then started laughing hysterically. My wife, the girl at the counter, and a few innocent bystanders wondered if I had lost my mind.
The amount for our monthly family dues was exactly what I get for a cord of wood, split and delivered.$165!
My wife asked what was so funny, and after catching my breath and wiping the tears from my eyes, I explained it this way.
"Well, I was just noting the amount. I go out to the woods, knock down a tree, load the trailer, haul it back home. Unload, split and pile the wood. Then later on I load the trailer and deliver it to the customer.All so I can turn right around and hand the same money to a gal that will allow me to get on a treadmill and run my guts out going nowhere."
The really sad part of it is, the gal behind the counter didnt think any of this was funny.She printed out our receipt, handed it over, and gave me a look that said, "I hope you arent as crazy as you look right now"
Yesterday we stopped at the counter to pay our monthly dues.While the wife wrote out the check, I happened to glance at the amount she was writing it out for(Up to this point, I had no idea what we were paying,its her deal, not mine)
I was at first horrified, then started laughing hysterically. My wife, the girl at the counter, and a few innocent bystanders wondered if I had lost my mind.
The amount for our monthly family dues was exactly what I get for a cord of wood, split and delivered.$165!
My wife asked what was so funny, and after catching my breath and wiping the tears from my eyes, I explained it this way.
"Well, I was just noting the amount. I go out to the woods, knock down a tree, load the trailer, haul it back home. Unload, split and pile the wood. Then later on I load the trailer and deliver it to the customer.All so I can turn right around and hand the same money to a gal that will allow me to get on a treadmill and run my guts out going nowhere."
The really sad part of it is, the gal behind the counter didnt think any of this was funny.She printed out our receipt, handed it over, and gave me a look that said, "I hope you arent as crazy as you look right now"