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Well, Max the Big Puerto Rican and Lovely Laurie finally hit the road
for North Carolina. I chit-chatted with Max last night and he seemed
pretty happy with his new house (actually, he was most excited about the
community pool, which is strange because I don't think I've ever seen
him in a pool in my life). And, of course, he once again tried to
convince me to move down there. "They just finished building the last
three houses at the end of the street so you can move right in," he
said. Yeah. Right. Living two doors down from Max would do wonders for
my job productivity.
But try as he might, Max's powers of persuasion
are rather weak. Whenever I talk to him he has a new spiel on why I
should move, but it often sounds like he's reading it off a sheet of
paper (I think Laurie probably has a list of Reasons Why Glenn and Beth
Should Move tacked up next to the phone). He needs to come up with
something better than the lure of a kid-filled and pee-laced
neighborhood pool.
Beth, on the other hand, has some mad skillz
when it comes to persuading me. For awhile, she was fairly passive, but
lately she's gone on the offensive:
BETH: "Do your remember when you quit CVS to
try and write for a living?"
GLENN: "I sure do."
BETH: "Do you
remember how happy your were?"
GLENN: "Yeah,
I was really happy. That was one of the best decisions I've ever made in
my life."
BETH: "Well, if we were to move down to North Carolina, that would
make me as happy as you were when you quit your job to pursue your
dream."
GLENN: "Oh."
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