I didn’t think it was that bad.We have not received the "you aren't good enough" email yet. I bet we dont, they frown upon what i did 2 years ago so we likely on the **** list
I mean, he didn’t even have to use his underwear!I didn’t think it was that bad.
Nah. They called us on it right away. I went in, first thing, bought a bunch (not excess numbers of things), but walked out at 830. Gave the ticket to my son and wife. They walked in, were confronted about having already been in 30 minutes earlier. Hah. We have a couple of national members who frequent our store, so its not like I am reselling their ****, but they dont like the look.I didn’t think it was that bad.
You kid....heh. I dont think they know **** about me personally, but from employees there, we've been told they watch all sorts of their online activities. It stinks of paranoia or power starved.Crap, they specifically listed my association with @BulldogBlitz as my reason for rejection.
When I was in college at MSU in the 1980s, I was involved in a local church in Starkville and they had an “adopt a college kid” program. The husband of the family that adopted me had connections and offered to get me a round of golf at Augusta. I played a little golf at the time but wasn’t very good (still am not) but had no idea how “exclusive” that course was. In my mind I figured I’d get out of college, play more golf, get better and then go buy a round at Augusta so I told him “thanks, but I’ll pass this time.”I didn’t take up golf until age 55. For probably 15-20 years prior to that my wife and her company took customers to the Masters. Every year she’d ask me to go with her or in her place because she cared not one iota about spending the day on a golf course. I never went. I always had something else going on or was too busy not realizing what I was passing up. That’s another one of those decisions that you look back on and say, what a dubmass!
We’re Mississippi State fans, making good decisions is not our strong suit!When I was in college at MSU in the 1980s, I was involved in a local church in Starkville and they had an “adopt a college kid” program. The husband of the family that adopted me had connections and offered to get me a round of golf at Augusta. I played a little golf at the time but wasn’t very good (still am not) but had no idea how “exclusive” that course was. In my mind I figured I’d get out of college, play more golf, get better and then go buy a round at Augusta so I told him “thanks, but I’ll pass this time.”
What an idiot!