It’s in the same place it always isn’t.

People post beware of dog signs to scare people off.  If I were to post one for my dog it would be, “Be Mindful Of Dog”, for she might lick you to death.  But if you’re a squirrel, run for the hills.

I have a co-worker who’s a little insecure.  They were asking a fellow employee if people were talking about them.  Even thou I was not asked, I interjected “always”.  That should help to ease their concerns.

When my grandfather moved in with us the doctor suggested we give him a beer a day for his health.  So we bought him a small fridge and left the beer in it.  Well his reasoning with beer apparently was that of, if the doctor says one a day is good for me, then six would be even better.  When it became quickly apparent to my parents that grandpa had a buzz going all the time, they removed the beer from his fridge.  Undeterred my grandfather then turned to bribing the neighbors to go buy him more beer.  Once he received it, he would then hide it in the small wooded area behind our house.  He soon discovered that me and my siblings would then go retrieve it and sometimes give it to my parents.  Happy he was not, plus he lost access to money in which to pay the neighbors.

He also smoked cigars and pipes, cigars being his favorite, but not my mothers.  She allowed pipe smoking in the house, but he had to go outside to smoke his cigars.  In an attempt to get around this embargo, he crushed up some of his cigars and put them in his pipe to smoke, thinking my mother wouldn’t notice.  That lasted about 2 seconds before my mother was yelling at him that she could easily tell the difference.

He also quickly learned that now living with a family of 12, that if he didn’t get his portion of the food when it passed him by, there would be no opportunity for it later.  Left overs didn’t occur at my childhood home.  So he took to hiding food in his room and then forgetting about it.  Every once and a while my mother had to clean it out.  So if he ever offered us something to eat from his room, we were immediately suspect of it for god knows how old it might be.

He also had a hard time to adjusting to living under someone else’s roof.  For he was used to being in charge.  He would try to give us orders with little success.  On occasion he would raise his cane to try to enforce his orders and we would just grab it and there was little he could do.  Also my father wasn’t to incline to allow him any authority anyhow now that was living under his roof.

Water was fine until flavors were invented.

There’s this idea of going to bat for your cause with conviction and then there’s those just being an idiot about it.

I’m not saying that I don’t have a clue, but rather that I’m learning.

One of our locations had an Xtreme emergency the other day.  They requested I send them toilet paper STAT since they we down to their last two rolls.  I assured them they’d get it in the end.

Post #1325

You’re going to miss me when I’m not gone.

When you ass(u)me you did something when you didn’t, that doesn’t now mean you get to yell at people who didn’t follow your ass(u)mptions and were actually doing it the correct way.  So stop insisting your ass(u)mptions were correct and learn the actual reality to your situation.  My Cabin In The Woods pleaze!!

The only mistake I made was trying to help an unreasonable person reasonably.

I try not to be prejudice against minorities (not always successful).  But the one group I’m differently prejudice against is; idiots.  It doesn’t matter your ethnic/social/economic background.  They all produce idiots, it’s them I avoid.

I’d have to have hit the water before you can think of me as washed up.

I’ve been searching for that magic bullet that would solve all my issues, still looking.  After all it falls under that “if only” theory.  If only “this happens” or “that”, only then will things get better.  Perhaps move on from the “if only” and to the “just get to it”.

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UPDATE 3/30/18

I was clarifying a name with a person and they responded, my first name has four letters and my last name has four letters, so I muted them and said out loud, I can think of a four letter word for you.  I heard a lot of chuckles from my coworkers.

Trying to bully and push people around to get your way is a bad strategy, especially when you’re in a dependent situation.  You need these people and pissing them off is going to have an undesired effect and get you less.  They’ll soon lose any desire to help you and will avoid you all together.  They might even arrange to ship you to a Cabin In The Woods to be all alone in your misery.

One night I was sound asleep in my apartment when I was awaken by a loud bang.  When I peered out the window I could see that a car had hit the pole across the street.  Being a former EMT I went out to check on the injured.  Turns out the injured individual was snoring.  He had passed out and his car drifted into the pole.  His only injury was his front teeth, other than that he had no other injuries.  So I turned the car off and waited for EMS to arrive and then went back to bed.

You’re a drunken fool.  I’m a sober one and…

When you make it clear that you don’t care for those you’re caring for, then I see no reason why I should care either.  I’m all for good service, but it has to be both ways.  Also when it’s shown that you misspelled a technical term; that makes it uncertain as to your intention of care, your attitude is no longer justified.  So let me be clear, I’m not going to ass(u)me on your behalf and then be left holding the bag.  It’s too important that you’re not be ambiguous about what you want and listen to the questions you’re asked.

Can’t refund on your ass(u)mption, unfortunately my decisions have to be based on reality.  I understand perfectly that your delusions won’t allow you to accept the decision, but that’s not going to result in our change of heart, for my heart has nothing to do with it,  it’s based in the written contract.

Does it relieve your frustration to keep saying the same thing over and over again when the person on the other end of the line was not involved in the original situation?  Rather they are actually trying to correct it and are rapidly developing the opinion that you’re an idiot, even if you’re not.  Whining isn’t going to fix anything.

What does the truth have to do with public discourse anymore?

Why is it that people who walk for exercise always seem to park as close to the trail head as possible.  Why not the farthest away, they’d get more exercise.

Who coach’s a life coach?  Why does their opinion even matter, who decides they have a clue?  You know coaches can make bad decisions to.

All you know of them is what you’ve heard them say over the phone.  Based on that you immediately jumped aboard the ass(u)mption train without any further consideration of the person.

They really expected to be forgotten and were quite surprised when they weren’t.

On one November tent camping trip the outside temp dropped into the 20’s when the sun set.  Apparently one of the adult leaders wasn’t very well prepared for this.  For around 4am they got into their car and started it up.  It wasn’t a quite car, woke the whole camp.  They wondered how I survived and didn’t freeze that night, easy, I had a heater for my tent, not my first time doing this.

I once went on an inner tube race with an ambulance service I volunteered at.  We would get old truck inner tubes, over inflate them, tie them together and then float down the river with dozens of other teams.  One year there was a Naval frigate docked at a nearby harbor.  The officers on it apparently decided to participate in this event.  On their way down the river, their Captain fell over board and was rescued by one of our teams.  I bet they never lived that down.  He commanded a frigate, but couldn’t handle inner tubes tired together.

This was a fun event; that was until some drunks hopped into the river alone and proceeded to drown their impaired butts.  Because of this the local fire department that sponsored the event as a fund raiser was forced to cancel it in the future, since of course they were sued and no insurance carrier would now insure them.  Leave it to an idiot to ruin the fun for everyone else.  Not that my group was exactly sober, but we stuck together.  Being the dam was opened for this event, the water was very rough, thus increasing the fun.

It’s fun to watch someone whose actions are counter-productive to their ultimate goal.  The best part is they don’t know it and then watching their growing frustrations.  It’s like someone swerving in and out of traffic during rush hour.  Their making more progress going sideways than forward.

I love you, but I’m not going to reinforce your bad habits.

They say infants lack object permanence, but as a child you then think everything is permanent.  It then comes as a big shock then when you realize that an’t so.

Back when I started to work on ambulances, the service I was with was still wearing all white uniforms.  A hold over from the days of “scope and run”; the men in the white jackets are coming for you, etc.  Ever try to keep white pants clean in a dirty occupation?  After much lobbying we finally got permission to ditch the white paints for blue ones with a white shirt.  Now it seems their all wearing dark uniforms, so it went from one extreme to the next.

One time we responded to a neighboring services request for a paramedic.  They were still wearing all white and commented on how we looked unprofessional with our blue paints.  Cloths don’t always make the medic.

We all have our cross to bear; it’s just that some of us have heavier ones than others.

Post #1300

It’s always time, no matter what’s going on.

I’ve been involved in customer service for decades and the level of service doesn’t always correspond with the size of the company.  For big doesn’t always mean unfriendly and small mean more personable.  I’ve been associated with big companies that offered excellent service and ones that didn’t.  One small outfit I worked with, I was pretty much the customer service department.  While I did my best to help our customers, the owner seemed determined to undermine my efforts.  So you never know.  As they say, it’s not the size that matters, but rather what you do with it.

Negative opinions of strangers don’t matter to me, why should they?  I have nothing invested in knowing them, so their opinions just don’t count in my perceptions of reality.

There’s a song from an old group that has the line, “Hold on one more day”, easy for them to say.

I always tell the truth, as little as I can get away with at least 😉

Do you ever get the feeling that you’re rushing into your demise.  Stop it and take a breath before you encounter that cliff.

The reason I don’t tell people my ideas is because I’ll get unsolicited advice on how they think I should be able to do it better.  Thanks but no thanks, I’m still going to do it my way, since it was my idea.  You don’t get to come in and co-op it.

The problem with a lot of people is that they don’t bother to understand what their getting themselves into.  Rather they ass(u)me they understand it.  Then when the reality of what they’ve done rears its ugly head, they blame the entity that they contracted with.  They’ll accuse them of lying to them or scamming them.  When in fact that entity did neither, for they knew that they wouldn’t have too.  Because people like to live in their ignorance and believe what they want too.  Then when they discover reality, it’s everyone else’s fault but theirs.  If they really want to hold someone accountable all they have to do is look in the mirror and the responsible party will be looking right back at them while I move to my Cabin In The Woods to get away from them.

Every living thing is born to die.

It’s sad when you’re living life large, but don’t plan for when it’s ends.  For it will cool off and end, no one’s hot forever.  Save $$ for the quiet times that follow.

You sit there and wonder why you seem to be stuck in low paying, crappy jobs, while others are doing better.  Mostly it’s because they built upon the basics they started with, while you stayed stagnate.

Someone asked me why I don’t take temp jobs?  The reason is simple, if you don’t want me for the long haul, what’s the point?  I don’t want to learn something that in three months I’ll have no use for.

Stop double checking your work and get it wrong the first time!

Back in 1980’s when I entered EMS, electronics weren’t small or light.  The pagers back then would pull your pants down.  Well one paramedic asked for a replacement for his since the one he had didn’t work anymore and he didn’t know why.  Well we would get those pagers repaired since they were so expensive and definitely not disposable.  When the pager tech (that use to be a job) opened said pager to see what might be wrong with it, water came out.  The truth then came out, what actually happened was the pager had slide off his belt and into the toilet and they were desperately hoping no one figured it out.  After all, who wants to admit they let that happen.

I’m an emperfect person trying to create perfection.  What are the odds of that actually happening?

They’re in a final desperate plunge to control what’s no longer theirs to control.  For in their delusions, they still think it’s a possibility and will never accept it isn’t.

If I don’t ask, then I’ll screw it up.

Before our first Unit arrived I and the spouse took a bus tour of Ireland.  One of our fellow travelers had just one complaint during the tour.  The lack of availability of Pepsi at local establishments.  Finally we arrived at a village and one of the small stores stocked it.  I guess everyone was sick of her complaining because independent of each other, we all bought her enough Pepsi to last the rest of the trip.

At a former employer (I’ve had a lot of those) one of workers was sitting at the end of a table in the cafeteria with her head down.  Even thou it was crowded with people eating lunch, their ass(u)mption that she was napping were misguided.  She was actually unconscious.  Finally someone realized and tried to wake them, when they couldn’t, then 911 was summoned.

I use to be a hard worker, now I’m just a disinterested one where adequate is fine.

I’m a clown with a frown, with no smile deep down.

They’re a seeker of knowledge, just not a doer of anything.

I hate when people say good morning to me.  For if it was truly a good morning, I’d still be in my bed sleeping!

Health insurance should have a stupid clause, but doesn’t.  Why you might ask or not?  Once I was working with a claim where the girl was going out that night, put on her jeans, then decided they were wrinkled and proceeded to iron them while still wearing them.  She got second degree burns from her laziness.  Can such a claim be denied, nope, it’s covered?  Another reason for a Cabin In The Woods.

It’s hard to argue with self, but people do it just the same.

Post #1275

The spouse was driving to work the other day when they spotted something standing in the road that they couldn’t identify.  To their amazement it was a chicken, which is unusual around here since we’re nowhere near farming country.  I was aware that a house on that road had chickens; I guess I should have told them.

I finally figured out work places social behavior.  They’re the diehard Homo sapiens that have been there since the beginning of human grunting.  Then there’s the cast of characters that make their appearance and then disappear like Cro-Magnon and this is why nothing gets done.  The two just don’t mix.

They may not want to accept the outcome, but they’ll have to live with it.

It’s a temporary solution to a long term problem; that should solve everything, right?

At my first real paying job I made $3 an hour which was a big thing at the time since minimum wage was at $2.90 an hour.  My boss just rounded it up, said it made the math easier.  I was working as an assistant to a land surveyor.  On my first day I over slept, probably why I’m always early to work now.  Anyhow on that job we were measuring a square house, which was supposed to be 24 x 24 x 24 x 24 feet according to the plans we had.  On the first try we got 24 x 24 x 24 x 23 feet.  Now my boss liked to swear and that he did at me because he was sure I was somehow screwing up by not holding my end of the tape correctly.  Well we did it two more times and he apologized for whoever built the house was a foot short and we were the first to notice it.  Some carpenter either couldn’t measure apparently or at the very least follow the plans or they decided to steal the money saved by taking away that foot.

On another site I was holding a measuring stick out in the middle of a field in the heat.  The surveyor was looking at the stick thru his lens when all of sudden it wasn’t there.  When he looked up, I had fainted from the heat.  From then on, no matter the temp, I was required to drink a lot of water.  But I was still making $3 an hour, while my friends we slaving away at $2.90.

One my children is currently employed at a JC Penny that is in the process of closing.  One day they were wandering around the third floor of the building where the offices are and found a closet with pictures of people who had retired from the store.  One that struck him was a photo of a lady who was a typist for 32 years for the store when she retired.  They had no idea what that even was.  A couple of weeks later they were wandering around again and found the typists office and all her equipment was still in it, unused for years.  Kind of sad to think that she spent all those years in a small window less room typing up whatever was needed.  At least she got a pension out of it.

A friend of mine once gave me a small tent that had a dome for the top of your body and a tube to put your legs in sticking out the back.  They used it a couple of times until something walked over their legs one night.  I used it once, but was so paranoid about something walking over me that I ended up in the fetal position in the dome, never used it again.

There’s no threats; just reality, keep that in mind.

There’s a method to their madness, since their madness is a direct result of the method.

In Basketball I’m a streaky shooter, one second I have a hot hand, the rest of the time not.

I walked into the bathroom and there’s this guy standing at the urine with his dress pants around his ankles.  Really?  Is it that big that you need to do that?  Most likely not, pleaze don’t drop your draws in public, someone might get the wrong idea in the future.

You forgot to, so now you got too.

I have a long attention span, but not when it comes to bullsh*t, then it becomes very short!

They’re a one horse pony.

I was hired to work a retail position once and the manager set me up to train with what he called his top cashier.  Thou he did advise me that her cup of water, wasn’t in fact water, but gin.  Apparently she sipped it all day long and the buzz helped her function and management didn’t care.  About six months later she disappeared into rehab and was never seen again.  Perhaps she moved to a Cabin In The Woods?

Someone just sneezed, it sounded pretty scary.  I was hesitant in saying bless you, didn’t seem right.

Lots of companies try to rebrand themselves thinking it will make people forget their crappy service under the old name.  Problem is; it doesn’t, no matter how you repackage it, if it’s the same lousy service as before, the new name won’t change that.  How about improving the crap you’re pushing so it doesn’t stink anymore, that’s an idea.

There are days I want to continue forever and then there are times I want to stop it all now.

Saw an article about someone being evicted from their dream house; it was meant to be sad.  Sometimes dreams just aren’t meant to be or should be.  Just because you can dream it, doesn’t always mean you should get it.  I have had dreams and still no Cabin In The Woods.

I want to take an adventure that has no end date.

When I was a child my Dad would let our seven heads of hair grow and then he’d give us brush cuts to save money.  When I was first truly on my own I’d let my hair grow because I didn’t have the money to pay the barber.  Now I have the money, I only wish I had the hair to cut.

Are you naked from the waist down?  Wishing you weren’t?  Wishing it was all a dream.  Well keep on wishing and welcome to reality!

Just because it looks, tastes and smells like a sausage, don’t mean it still an’t just a tubular unit packed with sh*t.  You can pack a lot of pieces/parts from unknown sources in those casings.

Did they really ever leave, much less come back?

I fall.  Others reach out to offer a helping hand.  Should I just shrug them off?  So I can continue to go it alone.  Or should I accept their help and not read anything into it?

Post #1250

There’s nothing wrong with wanting to have children, it’s what can become of them that’s wrong.

I’ve meet yet another indispensable company backbone that hasn’t notice yet that we manage to survive and thrive despite their being gone for a week.  Yes the company did give them a title; it just didn’t come with any real power and yes; we still don’t listen to you.

I understand way to much about way to little.

Scene opens on a box of Italian cookies left open and crawling with ants on a picnic table.  A disheveled and dirty man enters from the shadows, picks up a cookie, brushes the ants off it and proceeds to eat.  For he still has his hunger and a small amount of self-respect; by not eating the ants.  Others waste is fine, not so with ants, what they ever do to him?  Their just doing what nature intended of them, unlike the others.

You know just enough to make you look stupid when the real questions are asked.

There are two sides to every story and nothing says either has to be right.

Their rarely wrong; but neither are they right.

Ignorant, Ignoramus, Dick or an I.I.D., ever meet one?

I once used LinkedIn, then I decided to use LinkedOut instead, more productive and better fit my life style.

It’s just sad when a life’s work is reduced to a sound byte that no one has heard.

Does fecal really matter?

When the sh*t hits the fan, you can’t think about it, you have to act decisively and not just react.

I can’t believe in something that no one is willing to explain.

When I punch out at work, it says I’ve “checked out”, well duh!  Never really “checked in” as it was.

There’s a pea for every pod, mostly.

You want to put a lien on something that has no possible return for you.  Why?  Think about it.

I don’t expect to ever be as skinny as I once was, but I do carry a lot of excess baggage these days.