Mexican Tile
For once! A post title that has something to do with anything besides floating words plucked from my brain. I had kinda a crazy day and it’s only 1:02 as I start. I don’t like admitting that because then you can look at my time stamp and see how long it takes me to write a crappy post and wonder where all the effort went. I’ll tell you where it went, it went to googling pictures of brandon flowers, the closet mormon. Just kidding, I grew out of that phase. I could just edit, but I won’t because that’s up there and I’m down here already.
My morning started off by taking my car to the dealership so some seat belt issue could get taken care of. I was told it would be quick so I scheduled my day accordingly. Why would I take that at face value? Because I am still young and haven’t yet grasped the entirety of life’s lessons. They need my car all day so I called the co-worker I was supposed to meet at 10:30 and had to ask her to pick me up at the Honda dealership. Nevermind the fact that this chick was just hired and just met all of us at our staff meeting last week and could only think that we are a bunch of wackadoodles. Yes, new girl come be my chauffeur and take me from this plebian establishment.
During the course of my ride I was saw my driver’s co-worker’s trunk, which was full of Mexican tiles. She just did her whole house. We got into a conversation about landlords and renting and I blurted out, “can I buy these off of you?” Because I WANT MEXICAN TILES TOOOOO! She got all excited then I got more excited and I was like oh crap I’m gonna have Mexican tiles in my shitty apartment I AM SO EXCITED!
When I got home my landlord was basically at my door and I asked, “Hey Mark, my friend has extra Mexican tiles, can I do the kitchen?” He was actually excited and was like, “Go ahead, that would look great!” And I was like OH SHIT, everyone loves Mexican tile!
This may be a fool’s mission though, I just researched removing linoleum and it seems like a shit fest. A worthwhile shitfest? I’ll have to get back to you on that. So yeah, hard labor and Mexican tile, seems pretty congruent eh?
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