Scrubbin

Two days ago we were sent out to Brigham to clear out any sports equipment that was still up around the turf field. There were a few lacrosse balls and various other items like hurdles from the track meet. Sam had to go back to school for english so Garin and I were left alone to walk around and pick everything up. It was still pretty early in the day but the sun was beaming down upon us and I felt the need to get some rays. So the shirts came off and we picked up a little early morning tan. It was a nice change of pace. Pretty relaxing. But all good things must come to an end and this was no different. We ended up back at the office folding more invitations for the golf tournament and flyers for the summer camps. It was then our job to bring these to the mail room to be MAILED. The mail room is an alright place I just wish they didn't ask so many questions. They felt it was necessary to check every single envelope that we handed them. No, don't do that. They're all from athletics. And they all have to be mailed to the little addresses that are written on the front. You're the mail room you should know how to mail things. Grinds my gears.