1 phrase totally explains the latter part of my day. One simple phrase.
Nascar is NOT my friend.
Let me explain...........
As I mentioned, we had a rep quit yesterday. So this morning is tons of phone calls, many emails and well, shit. So....I'm a bit late getting out of the house to make my Daytona run. I've got stores I HAVE to hit......it's almost the end of the month. Tight tight schedule.
I meet _Jon for lunch on his way back from visiting VW & Bou. :-( My friends have all left now.
We say good bye and I head east. Did I mention I was heading to Daytona? Do you know what this weekend is? The flippin' Daytona flippin 500. Oh. My. Goodness.
People. People. People. Crowds of people. Cars. Cars. Sweet heaven there were a lot of cars.
And tonight is only one of the preliminary races.
I was unable to hit all of my stores. I have to go back. The only partial day I have that I can almost even think of getting back over there is Sunday. Do you know what Sunday is? Yep, you guessed it. The Main Event. Race time is 1:00 in the afternoon. After the traffic today I cannot even begin to imagine what I'll run into then.
I'm going to sleep now. I have to be up in under 6 hours. I have a class to teach in the morning.
No - Nascar is NOT my friend.
Posted by Tammi at February 19, 2005 12:49 AMYay! Nascar!
(Have I mentioned that I live just a couple miles from the massive HQ of Dale Earnhardt Enterprise?)
Posted by: Ogre at February 19, 2005 11:05 AMGood thing you've got Appletini fixin's :-)
Posted by: Harvey at February 19, 2005 02:17 PMSeveral years ago, I lived in Birmingham. One weekend, I had to drive back down to Florida to tend to some sticky divorce business. I didn't realize that Talledega was going on that weekend. I've never...ever...seen that much traffic on an interstate. Thankfully, most of the traffic was coming from the opposite direction.
Posted by: Pammy at February 20, 2005 01:41 AM