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    B. Michael Fett
    Post Title. 02/07/2012
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    Life in Milwaukee finds itself marching into another month. Thankfully, this winter has been very mild and no one is more thankful than me. I'm not sure how many harsh winters my poor 18 year old truck can withstand. Yes, I'm cheap to a fault and refuse to spend some exorbitant amount of money on a vehicle that I drive thirty minutes a week. Just doesn't make sense. Even if I drove more than that, I still couldn't justify 20 or 30 thousand dollars on a car. Lets face it, it doesn't cost that much to make it--you're just paying for the over paid auto workers whose unions have  negotiated some of the most lucrative contracts since professional baseball. I'm also holding out for an electric car that can go farther than 80 miles on a charge. We have the technology, the government is just holding back...as always.
    Speaking of technology, I have finally upgraded to a touch phone. I'll be the first to say it though, I don't need one. Nobody really needs one. The rest of the world will survive if we don't hear that you're eating lunch or tying your shoe. I don't need the minute by minute play that is your life. You're not that important, neither am I. My retirement goal is to have a rotary phone. You won't be able to get hold of me. If you want to reach me, MAIL me a letter. Good luck with that because the USPS won't be around.
    A passenger on my flight the other day said, "Must be nice to get to go to all those great places!" Wow, he must know something about my life that I don't. Great Places? Like Huatulco, Mexico? Yeah it's great...You get up at 3 a.m. so you can make it into the air by 5:45 a.m. You land in Huatulco, a place where they haven't figured out how to get clean water to your tap (it is the year 2012) or put a paved road under the wheels of a car. You step outside the plane for ten minutes in which you sweat like a big girl at the buffet and then you load them back up for the 5 hour trip back to whatever god forsaken city you came from...like Philadelphia or Cleveland; two cities that I'm sure are on every one of your top ten to see lists. You guys do realize that when we stay in a city, it's usually for 10 hours so we don't see anything, but the hotel and the airport. I actually heard a flight attendant express great pleasure when she found out that the city she was going to had a Trader Joe's close to the hotel...really? A grocery store is what gets you excited? There you have it folks, we are so lucky that grocery stores are national landmarks to us. I'm lucky...please...Dayton anyone?
     


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