Don't let your friends be door-to-door salesmen.

Las Vegas to Mesa via:
- I-40 E... 359 mi.
- US 93 S... 309 mi.*
- US 95 S and I-10 E... 356 mi.

Sometimes it's hard enough to like a person who lives in South East Idaho when you call Las Vegas, NV "home sweet home." But what makes it worse is when said person drives straight through your home town on his way to spend the week after Christmas knocking on doors in Arizona. I'm not complaining. Really. I actually just saw him on his way back to the North. But what I don't understand is why so many boys go out selling pest control or security systems or satellite television. Most of them don't even like it.

Thankfully, I've only had two close friends waste away their time pounding the pavement. And they've both since repented, deciding that it's just not the job for them.

And in regards to this boy, well, it won't be too long before I see him back at school. Within the next couple days we'll both be freezing like popsicles in Rexburg. I've never be more excited to go back ;) It's just too bad that more people don't know about:

life lesson #2
When they tell you it will be fun and you'll make a boat load of money in three months, what they really mean is, "It won't be the worst experience you'll ever have, and I'm going to make a lot of money off of you."

* These don't seem like very significant distances, I could have driven there in seven hours. But I didn't have a car, and my mother's always been very anti-felony during the holidays.