Crash
by Scott Hardie on November 2, 2007

Some days are so bad, you feel like you've been the only driver in a demolition derby without a car.

Four Replies to Crash

Amy Austin | November 2, 2007
Is this totally metaphorical, Scott, or did you really wreck your car???

Amy Austin | November 2, 2007
Never mind, I just reread it and think I already have my answer.

And since I feel like I've been "driving" in the same derby (Flintstone-style) for... well... a couple of years now, believe me when I say, "I feel your pain..." ;-)

Jackie Mason | November 7, 2007
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Scott Hardie | November 8, 2007
Work stuff. The job's fine; some days are just overwhelming.

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