Today was Fall Festival at the college of applied technology, so we abandoned carpentry for corn hole and volleyball against the Aviation, Nursing and Dental Hygiene programs.
If you ever have to wager on a sportball game between builders and phlebotomists, bet on the builders. (Just don’t ask them to toenail a syringe into your brachial artery.) I thought our Mighty Miters were going to go all the way, until those smug jocks from the Welding program staged an impossible comeback. Straight out of Flashdance.
Thus humbled, we retreated to the multipurpose room for karaoke with the cosmetology students and something called roadkill chili. I’m still waiting to hear if I had the winning estimate of pumpkin-shaped candy corns in a jar. I used all my carpentry measuring skills, but I fear no news is bad news.