scribbling for dollars
Because I got kind of screwed over by one of my employers today, I wound up conducting an interview for an upcoming article during a break from one of the routes I had to deliver.
I took notes while straddling the column in the front seat of my Teal Tank (green/blue Honda Passport), which I had parked in a convenient church lot on the route.
Pictured are the notes from that interview. I can't read them either. And now I have to transcribe them.
