The deer last night was pretty big. About the same size as the California deer that attacked my car. I am not a deer hunter so I have no reference to how big they are as far as weight.
At a former job we had a chick working the front counter that was GREAT with people and all of our customers liked her. She was cute and had an astonishing (to me) ability to remember customer's names and the names of their family. She could see a car pulling into the driveway and know to go get the order he had placed on customers that came in once per year.
I was about to kill her when I tried to teach her how to write an invoice on the computer. It was a simple step by step process but it was a major challenge for her.
She came in my office one day and was mad because the invoice looked all blurry and streaked on the bottom half. I asked her to show me how she printed it. She hit the print button (so far so good) and the second the paper started to emerge from the printer she grabbed it and yanked it out because she was in a hurry. I suggest she hit the print button again and I stood in front of the printer and prevented her from yanking the paper out. Guess what, it printed fine.
