Well, things have certainly settled down here at Tuna Crystals, after the previous dramatic entries you were hearing from us and most specifically you were hearing from me, and a lot of things cooled way way down. Most of the tension was caused by Kevin, it turns out, and since he's gone now while he inevitably, and indefinitely, is pursuing his ice fishing career, the tension melted off like glacial meltoff in the safari heat. I never liked Kevin, he was always BICKERING. Bicker this, and bicker that. Bicker this and that. Bicker, Bicker, Bicker! I'd always find myself saying, "Get it together Kev!" Both under my breath and while I was screaming. Now he's in the right field, because if you ask me, it's way harder to bicker with ice fish than with regular hard working Trishas and Travises/Jims and Janes/Randys and Sandys like us at Tuna Crystals. Good riddance. Bye Kev! I hope he reads this. I hope you read this Kev. You know how nasty you are and how much you like bickering.
Well, I'm going to be the bigger person here and stop all this bickering that Kev would do. I'm just going to tell you that we were kinda seeing each other for a little bit there, and jeez would he just bicker and bicker. "Gimme another sandwich.... this sandwich is BURNED!... We need napkins... These are the SQUARE toothpicks, why aren't these ROUND?! I asked for MELTED cheese on cold spaghetti. This cheese SUCKS!" Oh brother. Give it a rest Kevin.
But more on the good news front, he couldn't have ever been replaced by a finer, more dapper gentleman than Tony who took his place. Tony's a sharp tack, a round marble and he's a good staff member and he's funny and tall. Kevin was a short little guy and not very handsome. And he always smelled like fish, which is fine, but he should have at least had work clothes that he would wear at Tuna Crystals and not his stinky fishing clothes. He would always bring in the fish that he would catch the night before to work the next day for lunch break, and he would offer to share it which was nice, because he could be a gentleman at times, but he would cut them up right there on the same table that I would be doing my taxes or eating egg salad. It just got old is what I'm saying. I'm just glad he's gone.
Well anyways, here, I'm going to introduce a couple new sections on Tuna Crystals. One of which is not quite fully baked in the metaphorical ideas oven, but you'll see it in a little while. It's my pleasure to explain here the expansion we're undergoing. First of all, Tuna Crystals is going to soon be including Parties in it's overall collection. Thanks to everyone who made the first party a success. Secondmost, Tuna Crystals is now including Radio Dramas. The first radio drama tells the tale of two protagonists who go to a shopping mall in search for some items, but what they find may leave the viewer reaching for the tissues, honestly, because they find friendship or maybe they had it all along. That's for the listener to interpret.
So now after this glob, you know just how far a little blame can take a business in the wrong direction: AKA Kevin. He would just blame everyone for what he was doing all wrong, and it showed drastically negative in sales, and at the end of the fiscal year, when we were negotiating our various budgets, the numbers didn't quite add up, and I have a feeling he was 'skimming' some of the Tuna Crystals savings into HIS fishing budget. It was a low blow, below the belt by our groins if you ask me. Tuna Crystals money is Tuna Crystals money, and that's how it should always be. So, readers, we're back on track over here and thanks for reading. It's smooth sailing like a butter boat with pretty sails.
Love,
Joy
Well, I'm going to be the bigger person here and stop all this bickering that Kev would do. I'm just going to tell you that we were kinda seeing each other for a little bit there, and jeez would he just bicker and bicker. "Gimme another sandwich.... this sandwich is BURNED!... We need napkins... These are the SQUARE toothpicks, why aren't these ROUND?! I asked for MELTED cheese on cold spaghetti. This cheese SUCKS!" Oh brother. Give it a rest Kevin.
But more on the good news front, he couldn't have ever been replaced by a finer, more dapper gentleman than Tony who took his place. Tony's a sharp tack, a round marble and he's a good staff member and he's funny and tall. Kevin was a short little guy and not very handsome. And he always smelled like fish, which is fine, but he should have at least had work clothes that he would wear at Tuna Crystals and not his stinky fishing clothes. He would always bring in the fish that he would catch the night before to work the next day for lunch break, and he would offer to share it which was nice, because he could be a gentleman at times, but he would cut them up right there on the same table that I would be doing my taxes or eating egg salad. It just got old is what I'm saying. I'm just glad he's gone.
Well anyways, here, I'm going to introduce a couple new sections on Tuna Crystals. One of which is not quite fully baked in the metaphorical ideas oven, but you'll see it in a little while. It's my pleasure to explain here the expansion we're undergoing. First of all, Tuna Crystals is going to soon be including Parties in it's overall collection. Thanks to everyone who made the first party a success. Secondmost, Tuna Crystals is now including Radio Dramas. The first radio drama tells the tale of two protagonists who go to a shopping mall in search for some items, but what they find may leave the viewer reaching for the tissues, honestly, because they find friendship or maybe they had it all along. That's for the listener to interpret.
So now after this glob, you know just how far a little blame can take a business in the wrong direction: AKA Kevin. He would just blame everyone for what he was doing all wrong, and it showed drastically negative in sales, and at the end of the fiscal year, when we were negotiating our various budgets, the numbers didn't quite add up, and I have a feeling he was 'skimming' some of the Tuna Crystals savings into HIS fishing budget. It was a low blow, below the belt by our groins if you ask me. Tuna Crystals money is Tuna Crystals money, and that's how it should always be. So, readers, we're back on track over here and thanks for reading. It's smooth sailing like a butter boat with pretty sails.
Love,
Joy
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