PROCLAMATION
WHEREAS, it has come to pass that the heavens are shut up and a drought of Biblical proportions has been visited upon the Southern United States, and
WHEREAS, the parched and dry conditions have weighed heavily upon the State of Georgia and sorely afflicted those who inhabit the Great City of Atlanta, and
WHEREAS, the leaders of Georgia have assembled like the Children of Israel in the desert, grumbled among themselves and have begun to cast longing eyes toward the north, coveting their neighbor’s assets, and
WHEREAS, the lack of water has led some misguided souls to seek more potent refreshment or for other reasons has resulted in irrational and outrageous actions seeking to move a long established and peaceful boundary, and
WHEREAS, it is deemed better to light a candle than curse the darkness, and better to offer a cool, wet kiss of friendship rather than face a hot and angry legislator gone mad from thirst, and
Whereas, it is feared that if today they come for our river, tomorrow they might come for our Jack Daniels or George Dickel,
NOW THEREFORE, In the interest of brotherly love, peace, friendship, mutual prosperity, citywide self promotion, political grandstanding and all that
I Ron Littlefield, Mayor of the City of Chattanooga, Tennessee,
Do hereby Proclaim that Wednesday, February 27, 2008 shall be known as
“Give Our Georgia Friends a Drink Day”
2/26/2008 - Chattanooga Sending Truck Load Of Water To Atlanta - Breaking News - Chattanoogan.com
via fark.com
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Most Favorite thing I've ever said at work
A while ago, a mom called to rant about something. I told her upfront that I couldn't help her; that our office was not the right one and they needed to call somebody else. "Your daughter needs to call..." She and I went round and round for a good 10 minutes. Finally....
Mom: "So what you are saying is that you aren't the right person and you can't help me."
Me: "Yes, ma'am... but I will be happy to listen if you feel the need to continue to talk."
She didn't get it.
Mom: "So what you are saying is that you aren't the right person and you can't help me."
Me: "Yes, ma'am... but I will be happy to listen if you feel the need to continue to talk."
She didn't get it.
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