Friday, December 04, 2015

Once upon a time, a few years ago, I was selling Real Estate. Didn’t like the job much, just, at the time, thought it was something to do with myself.

I had a couple of guys, teachers from a nearby consolidated High School, that had lost their contract at that school and were on their way to Colorado.

Yeah. They were of same sex minded, and as I found out one time, arriving unexpected to inspect the home for an item I’d over looed on original booking, they liked the whacky weed.

Never mind all that. Another agent sold the property anyhow. But I was not surprised to see the following article. The days of glossing over ones occupation and position are no longer in police lexicon.

Wichita school psychologist arrested on drug charges in Salina

– ‎16 hours ago‎

A traffic stop in Salina leads to the seizure of more than 14 pounds of marijuana and the arrest of a Wichita couple, one of whom is a school psychologist at Wichita Southeast High School.

Just another sign of the times. Personally, I’d rather see it this way, but do know that certain professions will probably always hold a certain immunity to police actions. Medical is another field in that category.

Hear about the terrorist attack in L.A.?

How about Rogers to Rogers, Hail Mary, on Thursday Night Football?

And did you see the pictures of the Lions going back into the locker rooms after the field sorted itself out?

Sad. This whole post is sad.



From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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