Wednesday, January 09, 2008

Hardee's Chronicles, Part VIII


This is me on my way to work at Hardee's during Crazy Days back in 1989. Apparently the regular uniforms weren't crazy enough. And those glasses are a perfect fit, for the doors of our '74 Oldsmobile.

4 comments:

the curator said...

Have I told you lately how much I love your blog? Muah, muah, muah!

The J of the Southwest

Moxy Jane said...

On your way to work...with an ax. Ah, the good ol' days! Were you thinking "Crazy Days" as in Boo Radley crazy?

John's Brain said...

Ah, J of the SW. Thank you again, always good to hear from you!...And Moxy, I never know what you're going to say but it's always an observation I've overlooked. Like bringing an ax to work. Heh. Well I wasn't thrilled to work there but I didn't hate it. :) I left it home. I think dad was just happy to see me outside, holding something heavier than a pencil.

LC said...

You look really crazy in this photo...I mean a gold club with that facial expression would be enough. But an ax. Crazy Days wardrobe: Mission accomplished.