The Random, Meaningless Announcements Thread 3!

[Revoltingest]

You should hear what they say about Scots.....and engineers

All praise & desire, I assume.

 

[Wu Wei]

All praise & desire, I assume.

Not exactly.......

 

[Revoltingest]

Not exactly.......

But close enuf.

 

[sun rise]

Today at the dog park I told people I had to spend time telling some on the internet that they're totally wrong. I think starting with pretend Scots and pretend bears is a good start.

 

[Shadow Wolf]

I shadowed a group session today. One guy apparently has split personality (or whatever they're calling it these days), another looked like he had the seasonal aches in the knees like I'm getting, and a few couldn't have made it anymore obvious they didn't want to be there and weren't putting effort into it. I also got to meet the program director, and she's a hoot. The sort of middle aged woman is very spunky, direct and blunt, very talkative, and she holds a minimum standard for her client's dress, doesn't allow them to wear pajama pants, and if they are worried about being judged and open themselves up to it by having on pajama pants it's on them.
Also, the lady I was supposed to be shadowing had a ton of cancellations, so I'm on a two-hour lunch break. Then I get to go shadow at meeting at a high school, and then one at the library. Didn't have to do either, and I could've had the rest of the day off, but there's that taking initiative thingy to consider.

 

[sun rise]

there's that taking initiative thingy to consider.

YES!

 

[Revoltingest]

I've considered telling people that I must correct dogs on the internet.
But I decided against it.
(I already correct dogs IRL.)

 

[Shadow Wolf]

I just discovered this song. Sampling the movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, it made me grin.

 

[Wu Wei]

Retinal detachement scare today..... been a rough morning...but....apparently what one doctor thought he saw...two others (specialist in Retina) did not...... So I guess I'm ok.... but I took the rest of the day off.

 

[Revoltingest]

Had a big pile of pea stone to move elsewhere.
Finally done....& before the winter freeze!

 

[beenherebeforeagain]

Had a big pile of pea stone to move elsewhere.
Finally done....& before the winter freeze!

I thought those were called "kidney stones"

 

[Revoltingest]

I thought those were called "kidney stones"

Only when they're where they very much do not belong.

 

[Shadow Wolf]

After today, regardless the reasons, I can never, ever call this work because I was paid to play a round of Uno. And unlike that crap pizza delivery job that said I couldn't get weekends off, now I have so much control over my schedule that I'll never miss a larp game, and don't even have to be late to one.
I guess if anyone asks me if I work, I'll just say I'm employed because work is a laborious task that sometimes sends you to the ER or OR. People employed by McDonalds work. I just ask people how something makes them feel, what they can do about their situation and feelings, observe and document things, and file lots of paperwork. I don't work, the lady at the gas station who rung up my coke this morning works. Those I left behind on roofs and in warehouses, they work, and I'm pretty lazy by comparison and I do not work. But, I do get paid so much more to not work, and have a level of control over my schedule that I never dreamt possible.

 

[Shadow Wolf]

I was also reminded today that there are two groups of people with only one real difference: One group never got caught. We're no different, but the "caught" group has to live with it as a permanent scar. We may be the "land of opportunity," but we are not the land of second chances.

 

[Revoltingest]

After today, regardless the reasons, I can never, ever call this work because I was paid to play a round of Uno. And unlike that crap pizza delivery job that said I couldn't get weekends off, now I have so much control over my schedule that I'll never miss a larp game, and don't even have to be late to one.
I guess if anyone asks me if I work, I'll just say I'm employed because work is a laborious task that sometimes sends you to the ER or OR. People employed by McDonalds work. I just ask people how something makes them feel, what they can do about their situation and feelings, observe and document things, and file lots of paperwork. I don't work, the lady at the gas station who rung up my coke this morning works. Those I left behind on roofs and in warehouses, they work, and I'm pretty lazy by comparison and I do not work. But, I do get paid so much more to not work, and have a level of control over my schedule that I never dreamt possible.

Dang, it...just say that you "work".
Then you can gush about your job.
They'll understand.

Speaking of not working, I considered getting into not farming.
Here's the plan....
I'll buy 100 acres to not grow corn, then with the subsidizes, I
could afford to buy another 100 acres to not grow soybeans.
Now that I'm really raking it in, I'll buy 500 acres to not raise
cows & not produce milk. It's a lot of work, but it's the
Americastanian way!

 

[Shadow Wolf]

Dang, it...just say that you "work".
Then you can gush about your job.
They'll understand.

But I don't work, lol. It's more accurate to say I get paid to mask my bitterness towards certain people who have the audacity to call themselves a "parent." Such as one client tonight who didn't really deserve my kindness and civility but rather is way long overdue for a very serious *** chewing. I don't even have kids yet I know when you have them you can't put yourself first. And trying to make yourself to look like a martyred victim for putting in the minimal effort of parenting? This lady didn't deserve a hello and a handshake, she deserves a "what the ****? Seriously, what in the ****?" The
"dad," he's one of those you hear/read about on the news who deserve a middle finger, directly jabbed into their eyeball.
It is, however, a very odd sort of symbiotic relationship. Clearly and obviously, if you have an eight-year-old who calls 911 because you overdosed on spice you deserve and earned every last ounce of **** that comes your way. But, without such cretins I don't have a paycheck. So the distanced and not really giving a crap "mom" doesn't get a "pay some ****ing attention to your kids and be glad they're happy to see you," she gets a "passing mark" for meeting the minimums and "see you in two weeks." At least in this case the grandparents are about to get full custody.
And how it shall all serve as such wonderful and delightful story fodder! Very few characters ever survive my stories, and most of them meet gruesome and grizzle ends. I think I feel a Christmas story coming on, but one that involves a being that makes Krampus look nice, and instead chestnuts roasting on an open fire, it will just be chests and a 50/50 chance of nuts roasting on an open fire, [to be named creature] nipping off their nose.

 

[Revoltingest]

But I don't work, lol. It's more accurate to say I get paid to mask my bitterness towards certain people who have the audacity to call themselves a "parent." Such as one client tonight who didn't really deserve my kindness and civility but rather is way long overdue for a very serious *** chewing. I don't even have kids yet I know when you have them you can't put yourself first. And trying to make yourself to look like a martyred victim for putting in the minimal effort of parenting? This lady didn't deserve a hello and a handshake, she deserves a "what the ****? Seriously, what in the ****?" The
"dad," he's one of those you hear/read about on the news who deserve a middle finger, directly jabbed into their eyeball.
It is, however, a very odd sort of symbiotic relationship. Clearly and obviously, if you have an eight-year-old who calls 911 because you overdosed on spice you deserve and earned every last ounce of **** that comes your way. But, without such cretins I don't have a paycheck. So the distanced and not really giving a crap "mom" doesn't get a "pay some ****ing attention to your kids and be glad they're happy to see you," she gets a "passing mark" for meeting the minimums and "see you in two weeks." At least in this case the grandparents are about to get full custody.
And how it shall all serve as such wonderful and delightful story fodder! Very few characters ever survive my stories, and most of them meet gruesome and grizzle ends. I think I feel a Christmas story coming on, but one that involves a being that makes Krampus look nice, and instead chestnuts roasting on an open fire, it will just be chests and a 50/50 chance of nuts roasting on an open fire, [to be named creature] nipping off their nose.

You just described "work".

 

[Shadow Wolf]

My hair is almost curly enough now that it would be considered curly rather than straight.

 

[Shadow Wolf]

You just described "work".

"Work," maybe, but definitely not work.

 

[sun rise]

I was also reminded today that there are two groups of people with only one real difference: One group never got caught. We're no different, but the "caught" group has to live with it as a permanent scar. We may be the "land of opportunity," but we are not the land of second chances.

Occasionally there are 2nd chances. A boss once was given a second chance by someone. He gave a few of us second chances because of what happened to him. I passed it along to one person who failed and another who succeeded. And so it goes.