*Slaps head* Oh yeah, and NFO (Not From the Onion)
A fence-building company in Southern California agrees to pay nearly $5 million in fines for hiring illegal immigrants. Two executives from the company may also serve jail time. The Golden State Fence Company’s work includes some of the border fence between San Diego and Mexico.
After an immigration check in 1999 found undocumented workers on its payroll, Golden State promised to clean house. But when followup checks were made in 2004 and 2005, some of those same illegal workers were still on the job. In fact, U-S Attorney Carol Lam says as many as a third of the company’s 750 workers may have been in the country illegally.
Golden State Fence built millions of dollars’ worth of fencing around homes, offices, and military bases. Its president and one of its Southern California managers will pay fines totaling $300,000. The government is also recommending jail time for Melvin Kay and Michael McLaughlin, probably about six months.
(via Shakespeare’s Sister)
I’ve been doing this for years and it works great.
The inherent problem with this oft used coaster replacement is that as the condensation forms on the outside of your glass, it eventually follows the laws of gravity and inevitably, the napkin ends up stuck to the bottom of your glass as you are toasting to your friends.
Solution: As soon as your drink is served, lift your drink off of the napkin and grab the nearest salt shaker. Sprinkle the napkin lightly with salt (roughly 3-4 shakes per average salt shaker) and replace your beverage back on your napkin. No more sticky napkin even as it gets saturated from
I have no doubt that all of these are true.
A pizza-and-sub takeout recently opened near me. When I got the menu, I decided that I would try the hamburger sub that was listed, so I called.
Me: “I’d like to place an order for pickup.”
Him: “Certainly, sir. What would you like to have?”
Me: “I’d like the hamburger sub, please.”
Him: “Excuse me, the HAMburger sub?”
Him: “I’m sorry, but we don’t have HAMburger.”
Me: “It’s right here on the menu.”
* Him: “We don’t have HAMburger.”
This went on a few times, until finally I asked for a cheeseburger sub without the cheese. He was happy to sell me that.