Monday, June 22, 2009

Rain, Rain, Come My Way

There is rain in the forecast all this week. That doesn't mean it will actually rain all week, it just means that somewhere around town there will be rain. Sorry if I keep going on and on about the rain but the summer monsoons are very exciting around here. The air gets cool. The dry river beds suddenly flow with raging waters. The streets turn in to rivers and back-up traffic for hours. People try to cross the flooded streets and the firemen have to rescue them. Then there's the thunder and lightning and power outages. I love it when the power goes out at work. The people with laptops can keep working. The rest of us mill around, watch the parking lot flood and bet on when the power will come back on. Then the storm ends, the streets dry out and everything goes back to normal until the next afternoon when it happens again. Plus, my water tanks will soon be full and everything will green up. That's the best part about the monsoons.

Today I wore one of my new thrift store shirts. My boss noticed that it was new and said, "Did you actually buy new clothes?" I said it was a thrift store shirt. He didn't believe it. I said it cost $2.50, half off the regular $5 price. He was so impressed he made a visitor guess how much I paid for it. I thought that was funny.

Then we took my boss to lunch for his birthday and I chipped in on a cake. $11 total for my lunch (a cheeseburger), part of his lunch (a Greek salad) and cake. Not bad. We are all pretty cheap at my office. That's one of the questions they asked me in the interview. Now I know why. My frugality probably got me hired.


Over the Cubicle Wall said...

I had a surface water professor in college who got his PhD from New Mexico St. He always went on about how hard it was to design for the infrequent rains that they got out there because they were so monsoon like. He also threw chalk at people's heads if they nodded off in class, but I digress.

I did some work when I first got out of school on a drainage project for Pima County, Arizona. It still is the biggest pipe I have worked with.

Daizy said...

Hmm, since I live in Pima County, then I can blame you for our drainage problems? My road need some serious help.

Over the Cubicle Wall said...

Seems like it was downtown, but I can't remember for sure. I had to run a bunch of calcs on how deep it could be buried without being crushed and other similar stuff. I never realized Pima County was Tucson. I'm not sure how we got that project being in Nashville. Seems like somebody had a buddy out there that sent us the work.

Daizy said...

Ah, the buddy system. It's not what you know, it's WHO you know. :P