If you live in Bloomington, do let me know via PM or email.
Thanks.
Dale
Why?
I’ve purchased all the Dairy Queens in Bloomington and am looking to hire managers.
What if we’re willing to relocate?
Chiff member Bretton lives in Bloomington. I lived there for several years, but things probably have changed a little since 1965.
Yes. You are destined to manage a Dairy Queen.
Native English speakers don’t understand this thread.
Dairy Queen = a store that specializes in soft ice cream
okay…anyone want to explain Indiana to him? 
sucker that’s been there skirts the issue and takes the easy part 
Indiana – The state that’s sandwiched between Ohio and Illinois and still has the temerity to think it is part of the Midwest, even though most of it is in the Eastern Time Zone. Parts of Indiana are indistinguishable from Kentucky.
My oldest daughter lives in Indianapolis. She got quaked out of a sound sleep at 4:37 a.m. this morning. She said it was horrifying.
She said the first thing she thought about when it woke her up was that there was a wild animal, maybe the size of a moose, scrambling around in her little apartment.
http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSN1830290520080418
The DQ job thing is still on, though?
You’ll be the undisputed ‘Midwest King of the Brazier Burger’. (brazier…tee hee).
Some parts are indistinguishable from Chicago industrial sprawl, other parts are just like parts of Ohio and Michigan.
BTW, Ohio considers itself midwest even though all of it is EST. We’re midwest, Big Ten, heartland, apple pie, 2 baseball teams, salt of the earth plain ol’ folks.
Seriously, Dairy Queens? They closed ours last year and replaced it with a bar-b-que chain restaurant. It was a hopping place, as they usually are in small town, at least.
I grew up in Oklahoma where the DQ was a popular place, as was the “Tastee-Freeze”. Those were the days!
While serving as sacristan at a cathedral, we kept an eye out for “Brazier Sunday,” when the word would appear in one of the readings. Brazier Sunday involved an extra duty – that of attemping to foil the likelihood of the reader mispronouncing it as “brassiere.”
This is not easy to do. If they already pronounce it “BRAY zhur,” you’re ok . . . until you let on that you’re worried about “brassiere.” Then, it’s guaranteed they’ll get up on that lectern, pause dramatically while trying to remember which way you wanted it, and let loose with “brassiere.”
We even tried taping the phonetic “BRAY zhur” over the word in the book, but we had to use removable tape and they’d just peel it up to see what we were trying to hide, realize the game, and blurt out “brassiere.”
And that was the adults. You could imagine what the children did.
I don’t mean to spread gossip or anything, but rumour has it that all throughout the US Midwest, DQ is instituting a special parking statute that insists a parking space for badonkadonks be kept free and available at all times. I can’t imagine what that’s about. 
djm
Clearly, they know a good thing when they see it!
On the subject of “Brazier Sunday,” I just recieved a missive from the Pope – I was going to say from one of our heathen brethren, but realized my error just in time – who mentioned that he was not aware of this particular Sunday. It seems a bit more explanation is in order.
“Brazier Sunday” is not a real entity. It’s not like the 2nd Sunday in Pentecost, for instance. It is merely whatever Sunday happens to involve a particular Bible reading that mentions the word “brazier.”
It’s really quite humorous. Think about Shadrach, Mesach, and Abednego and their jaunt through the fiery furnace. If the word used was “brazier,” then S, M, and A would walk through the flaming brassiere.
Well, I always thought it was funny. <Sigh.>