Title: Student Goes Viral After Libs Try to BAN US Flag on Truck, Gets It WRAPPED in Old Glory Instead Source:
Benny Johnson URL Source:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQ6Zt44GJVw Published:Mar 23, 2024 Author:Benny Johnson Post Date:2024-03-23 16:14:08 by Esso Keywords:None Views:341 Comments:23
When working for Illinois D.O.T. would go into The Texan Real BBQ in Algonquin, Illinois. They had three kinds of BBQ sauce, Mild, Hot and Flammable. The Flammable even had a Haz Mat sticker on it. ;)
When working for Illinois D.O.T. would go into The Texan Real BBQ in Algonquin, Illinois. They had three kinds of BBQ sauce, Mild, Hot and Flammable. The Flammable even had a Haz Mat sticker on it. ;)
I like BBQ and/or Hot Sauce just because I like it. I remember going to Chicago like 30 years ago and that office was having some sort of fratboy contest about who could eat the hottest hot sauce. It sort of pissed me off because I wanted to see who could write the best outbound translator.
I'm not exactly a "company man", but it did piss me off that Salami vs Pastrami had taken precedence over UB04 vs 1500 and their mapping to ANSI X12 5010 (or probably 4010 at that time). Especially after flying me in from the frozen wilds of Indiana.
This was back in the days before Google maps, mind you, and I would have required a 300% raise before even thinking of looking at a cell phone, so I get sent as some sort of expert to Chicago as team leader. The guy that was sent with me, Brian, I think, was a good sport but I made him nervous. He wanted to get to the office, I wanted to to not get killed on the fucking freeway so we compromised and stopped for an EggaMuffin and a map. Next thing I remember was tossing quarters into a basket, then we were free, that's when I opened up the Olds-88, to make sure I still understood physics. That was not particularly appreciated, but I felt it necessary were I to remain in charge of the mission. Since we were only a half mile away from the hotel, I didn't think it out of line, I needed to know how the beast would react in an emergency. Still kicking and breathing, so I stand by my actions that hideous day.
Hotels in Chicago are darn expensive. Even Holiday Inns. I can't imagine the cost at the Palmer House or either of the two Ambassador East or West. I saw that Trump Tower is $400 per night. :-/
I've been drinking all day and ended up yelling "Fuck You" at spicks across the the street blasting oopaloompa music from a white van. Damned if it didn't work, I thought I was going to have to kill them all with my Ping1 Lady Beryllium Cat's Eye putter.