The standard question that gets asked after two weeks as BDSAP (Band Director Sleep-Away Camp) is "How do you get to be on staff?" The standard reply has always been, "Kill one of us." At certain times during the two weeks, we can even provide you with a name or two for the hit list. (But we always make up with each other!) But somehow, because Techno-Chick and I are the only two on staff enjoying (mostly) the single life, that comment has changed to "Kill or marry one of us." There even seemed to be some fine gentlemen who thought that proposal over. (Or they might have been studying woodwind pitch tendency; all I know is that there was a confused, glassy look in their eye.) But now, The Electric Clown (who missed the parade today because he didn't have all of the lights ready for the concert) has decided that another method would be to buy a truck. That way, he wouldn't have to drive his and haul equipment all the time. Suddenly, those same gentlemen are looking over their lease agreements and financing options.
Thanks for clearing the board! Maybe I'll have some nice young stud run him over with his Dodge Ram. It'll be a trifecta!
2 years ago
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Children/grandchildren of staffers sometimes make great staffers as well, so I propose we add adoption to the list. Past experience tells me that the Mr. Great-Camera-Drives-A-Truck type is more in need of a mother than a wife anyway. Besides, I have more exacting standards for what kind of husband would make the most valuable contributions to the staff, so I'll work on that project without The Electric Clown's help, thank you very much.
-TC
Stray Dog has good judgement and Electric Clown means well but is as subtle as a mack truck. All it does is make us look desperate, and we are SO not there. Other that the lack of sex, I enjoy being single. But there is that......
The only thing desperate about my life is the Housewives I watch every Sunday.
-TC
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