This award goes to a .. well a Kick-Ass friend! Some folks will offer you a shoulder to lean on. Some will like you only if you constantly make them smile. Some will do favors for you. Some will do a combination of all of those things.
Then there is one or two in the whole crowd that will make you feel wonderful just by them being who they are. They will do things for you, and not blink, complain or even have a second thought about the matter. You don’t find many people like this today. Hell, in many cases, people can be so shallow that there are deeper mud puddles that won’t even get your feet wet when you step in them.
Why am I making such a fuss over it? It’s because I left Michigan nearly 20 years ago. Vanishing, but not without a trace. I’ve always made it relatively easy to find me. But that’s not the point. The point is I left and fell out of touch with family and friends. I let myself fall away from everyone I knew and loved.
When Gene and I reconnected, it was like it had only been hours since we last talked. We caught back up, we laughed, made plans on doing things and it was excellent.
Then I asked her if she’d do me this favor. I know it was a lot to ask of her as she works full time and raises 3 teenage girls. Which I know from experience is tough to do even with two parents. She’s dealing with a loss and restarting her own life. Yet, she managed to take time out of her busy schedule and social life to make appointments with people and go visit, inspect and photograph apartments for me. She’s one kick-ass friend!
Thank you Gene!
Now… I need someone to help me move a body… Any volunteers? (just kidding sheesh)
Just something I feel very strongly about.
Disclaimer for the overly sensitive: I would not actually do this as it implies murder. Although in this case I would be inclined to call it population control. By eliminating the idiotic people who feel that texting is something they need to do at all times. Even though it could be fatal to others while the offenders do not pay attention to traffic, and it is just as bad, if not worse than drunk driving. Just sayin’ … as the kids say…
Now there is four words I have grown absolutely sick to death of hearing. It’s nearly as bad as someone calling me Colorado. Forty four years and it’s still not funny. Every time I hear “That’s bad for you.”, all I want to do is develop inhuman strength and punch a hole in the person’s head.
Of course it’s bad for you. Just about every thing in the world is bad for you. I’m pretty sure they air you are breathing reading this is likely bad for you. Pollen, dust, dander, allergens, toxins from cars, factories and every other byproduct of all things man made that we’ve created over the past millennium . Though I’m pretty sure you need to breathe or you will die. So in a way it’s also very good for you.
Don’t get me started on sex. It’s likely more bad than good for you. STD’s, children, the next morning trying to remember his or her name… Yet that doesn’t stop people from having it. I know someone who has had more sex partners in the past 2 months, than 5 average folks would have their whole lives combined. But hey, they’re on birth control, so it makes it alright. (shudders)
Diet foods contain insane amounts of sodium in many cases. Which for a person like me is very bad. Nuts, while fattening, is good for the heart.
Even though I’ve radically changed my diet. Got my cholesterol in check and have been losing weight. It never seems to fail that at least once or twice a week, I hear these words because of something I am about eat or do, is bad for me in their opinion.
God bless everyone for their concern, but holy cow give it a rest! I can’t even really be sure if it’s genuine concern, or some sort of programmed response based on something they hear, or read about once. Which really brings to question if they remember it correctly.
Yes, I still splurge on eating ice cream or something. I’m not going to die a complete miserable bastard. Sure there are diet deserts, but I like what I like. Just because there’s some healthier choice out there, I’m still going to eat what I like. I still manage to keep things in check to my own satisfaction.
And for all the carb counting and fearing humans… I present unto thee my Lord and Master!
Foamy makes a good point in the next video, about the health ramifications of puncture wounds in the throat.
Besides, constantly saying “That’s bad for you!” or continuing to call me Colorado, may end up being bad for you!
Hey everyone! Here it is, one year since my near fatal heart attacks and I’m much stronger and feeling better than ever! I’m still fighting to lose the weight, and I’m on my way to living much more normal lifestyle and I couldn’t be more excited about it!!
Stacey and I are doing very well. It’s been a few months now and we’ve grown really close to one another. I’m anxious to actually start going out with her in person when I finally get home to Michigan. I think I’ve gotten someone great for company to help get me away from the computer some and begin to use my heart for something other than what moves my blood through my veins
Between the exercise, food changes, I think I mostly got my meds straight now and warm and fuzzy feelings going on, this is starting to turn out to be a great year!!
One of my biggest annoyances with social networking, is how we simply degrade the meaning of terms. Terms that once held, in what I would call, a higher standard before as opposed to the way it’s used today.
It’s funny how the term hacking has really lost most of its meaning. Hacking used to require skill to obtain the previously thought unobtainable. Now all one has to do to “hack” is wait for someone to forget to log out of their account and simply mess with openly available settings… I’m so very disappointed that just about anyone can be considered a hacker now. Back in the day, you wouldn’t even get called a hacker if you used a known exploit to obtain your objective. You were looked down upon as less than a hacker, and given names like “script-kiddies” or something along those lines.
To me, what is happening in most cases, should simply be referred to as a “prank”. The target person or so-called victim, didn’t pay enough attention to the fact that they forgot to log out of their account before walking away. Someone else simply took advantage of this situation to be mischievous. In the case of my nephew doing this very thing yesterday, he’s now being punished for hacking the account. He hasn’t discovered the password, he didn’t bypass any security measures and he is certainly not posing any threat to any other users on Facebook. He merely took advantage some someone’s carelessness in order to have a little harmless fun. I am certainly not against him being punished. However, punish a person for their crimes, not for the victims ignorance, and then label the perpetrator something they are really not.
I’m sure when his mom figures out why I wrote this post, she will likely refer to me as a stalker. It seems everyone is a “stalker” now. All one has to do to earn this label today, is merely read what is publicly available to them. It used to be that this term, was a gross and disgusting label that was once given to only people, who literally had some mental issue that would instill fear in to their targets. I cringe every time I get called a stalker. It makes my skin crawl and turns my stomach, as I would never ever want to be labeled a stalker. I don’t think it’s remotely funny, I do not find it a cute term of endearment, or even think it should be referred to as someone who reads. That’s all it amounts too these days. What the hell happened to society. I mean, if you don’t want my opinion, reaction or want me to know something. Then don’t post it where I’m likely to see it. The object of social networking, as far as I know, is for community involvement in one means or other. The first and foremost is through commenting. This post actually started out as a comment to my nephew’s incarceration as it were. However, it turned into the straw that broke the camels back of my frustration with the flagrant misuse of these two terms, and has evolved into one of my “I hate how the world has become more ignorant and stupid”, rants.
I realize this is my own personal pet peeves with society in general these days. I also realize that the majority rules. So many people do this kind of nonsense thanks to the wonderful world of the internet and social networks. Everyone has to do something in order to make themselves feel cool now.
The question is, what’s next? Will I soon be considered a rapist because I “friended” (there’s another idiotic term…) the daughter of a close friend of mine, who just happens to be under the age of 18? Honestly, that would be a seriously sick accusation. Then again, I don’t think being called a stalker is much better.
Unions used to be useful when companies used to screw over their employees. Now all they do is screw over companies and interrupt customers. And in this case, cause a great American company to go tits up!!! As per usual, Foamy says it best. While you bitch about the government and unemployment, it seems unions are doing a pretty good job of contributing to the nation’s unemployment rate themselves. Now all we’ll get is rip off Twinkies and more government spending as 18,500 people desperately look for work. Again, fuck you unions!!
I have spent a number of years living in Hampton Roads and I know between living here and working in a thankless job, I’ve become very jaded. I wish I weren’t so. A place where pedestrians do not seem to have the right of way just walking through a parking lot. The hurry up and rush of everyone around me. It’s gotten so that even I get that way. Today I shocked a man by stopping my car so he could walk in front of me to get to his own car. You could tell by the expression on his face, he too isn’t accustomed to such niceness. Many times I don’t trust people I walk past. When I open the door and hold it for someone, many times there isn’t any “thank you”. Sometimes there’s even a “I can do that myself you know!”. It makes me often wonder why I even bother to try to be nice to strangers anymore.
Today a lady shocked me with just how nice some people can be. She didn’t appear to be overly dressed from what I could see. She had a simple silver mid-size car, nothing too fancy. I happened to be behind her at the Starbucks drive-thru this afternoon shortly after finishing up a visit with my daughters. My mom was with me, and I had a hankering for some coffee. It was getting warm out, so rather than a hot coffee, I opted to get our usual Venti (large) Caramel Frappuccinos. After making my order, I pulled up behind this silver car. I wish I had noticed the make or model and license plate at the time. I also noticed that it looked like she had gotten a pumpkin flavored drink based off of the color in the see through cup. After getting her drink, she pulled away and we moved up to the window. As I tried to hand the cashier my card, this is what he told me. “Keep your card, the lady that was ahead of you paid for your drinks.”. I was totally caught off guard and immediately started to look for her car, which had already gone out of my sight. He followed up with saying, “She does this all the time.”.
That got my mind thinking. If she does this kind of thing all the time, and our order was over $10, she has most likely paid for hundreds of dollars in drinks for all sorts of strangers. That’s freaking amazing!! I can’t afford to go to Starbucks but once or twice a month to splurge on myself. She does this for people repeatedly. While it’s not saving the world from hunger, it is living proof that some people are very generous and nice. I wish I could’ve thanked her as it’s more money I can save in the bank. In a way, I feel a bit guilty. Because while I do try to stop for pedestrians and open doors for strangers, I don’t appreciate it like I should. Even when they don’t.
When I first got a job in the 1980′s. I was also introduced to something known as an Employee Handbook. This described how the company I decided to work for expected me to look, how they expected me to treat customers and what I was and was not allowed to do when I was earning money from them. This included, keeping my hair cut, my face shaved or my beard trimmed neatly. My fingernails properly cut. Restrictions on jewelry, if any. Proper attire for what kinds of shirts, pants and shoes I should be wearing while on the clock. This book also covered things like not using profanity in front of the customers or even in range of customer hearing. Many times, it included no cursing at the workplace at all. It even went on to cover things like making personal calls. In general, while on the clock, you were not allowed to make personal calls. Unless you got permission from your supervisor first. Even then, it was to be restricted to urgent family matters or arranging for transportation.
Times have certainly changed. Not for the better as far as I’m concerned. Over the past decade or so, no matter where I’ve traveled, I’ve noticed something I find highly disturbing when I frequent places like the grocery store, the local convenience store, restaurants of all kinds (from fast food to chains such as Olive Garden) to doctors offices, repair facilities and more. There is a huge relax in such policies or perhaps many businesses no longer have such policies in place. Almost every business I go into, I hear employees cursing and swearing as casual as they like. Talking about anything from sexual endeavors to using expletives to describe how unhappy they are and telling dirty jokes and it’s as if they don’t even care who hears them. They don’t make any effort to keep their voices down.
When I go to a check out at a small store, there are many times a clerk is on their cell phone talking or texting and won’t even greet me most of the time. They simply ring up my order and say the total of my purchase.
Granted, I’m not a huge participant in superficial conversations with strangers at times. It is however, customary to greet your customer who is supplying the money of which will end up in your paycheck with some sort of pleasantry and to make them feel like they should come back to the business for further transactions. Hence growing the business and hopefully the employee paycheck for bringing return customers and growing company profits.
If I were a business owner, I know I’d want pleasant employees who don’t offend customers with profanity, who give attention to the customer and gives effort to make them happy. Perhaps it’s hard to find such employes. Whatever happened to discipline in the workplace? Good Etiquette?
It has become so prevalent, that it sometimes makes me wish I could take their smart phones and insert it rectally with incredible force, thus giving these useless constituents a true reason to utilize profanity. (and it may even improve my own experience at their place of employment)
Note: I love Clerks 2, but it was the best example I could come up with for the point I am making. Sorry Kevin, please forgive me
You always hear me rant about customers, and how they have grown more and more lazy over the years. How they have become less and less appreciative for the work we do for them. However, it’s not just them that make me want to take a hot soldering iron to the eyeballs of the people that drive me insane in this industry. There are loads of so-called techs as well.
What a wonderful country we live in. People from near and abroad can randomly wake up one day, and decide they want to be a computer tech. They don’t even need to educate themselves to actually do the job. They will simply rely on real techs to do the work for them. They will make money from it. Even after years of doing this though, they still don’t know fuck all about computers…
For nearly 18 years, I’ve had to deal with this nonsense. I’m self taught and generally I can run circles around these people that want to be techs, but they don’t do any of the thinking process for themselves. My education came from books, other knowledgeable people in the field as well as hands on try, fail and research techniques. Yet, I’ve had to deal with all these other techs with certifications and experience they claim to have. They still don’t know loads of things that should be considered basic knowledge in the tech industry.
I’ve had and still have a desk tech job. Most of my work is done over the phone, using my memory, reference tools and various computers at my disposal. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had these fake techs call me up, and ask me all sorts of questions, some to the point of me walking them through what they should already know to help their customer. Of course, the company feels it is something we should do in case they bring us business in the future. I’m not seeing the scales in any kind of balance here.
I still learn new things all the time and I’ll never claim to be a super expert by any means. (Evil Genius yes, expert no – sorry couldn’t resist) I’ll be the first to admit if I don’t know something. However, I don’t make a business out of relying on everyone else to do the work for me. It is clear I have some colleagues that don’t share this outlook and manage to slide by.
Some of the things that come to mind that stick out in my head over the years (the shortened version, I got a little carried away at first):
The list of ridiculous things I’ve had to put up with over these “techs” is mind bending to say the least. Yet short of a miracle, they will continue to exist. Mostly because they always present themselves in a situation that any kind of negative verbiage in reprisal to their lack of knowledge, could potentially come back to bite you. Well… at least they do in my line of work. Because they can either be at one of my customers locations or are in a position to hurt my business if I refuse to help their brainless asses.
The best I can do, is either get out of the tech biz, or bite my tongue and grin. While ranting about it here. Also, don’t get me started on the billions of useless consultants in this world who couldn’t tell anyone the difference between a Mac and a PC, let alone give anyone a real educated opinion…
Being single sucks. While I don’t wish to define myself based off of who I share my time with. I simply don’t like being alone. You see, I moved from my home town in Michigan to here in Virginia to take a job at Gateway in 1999. Though it was motivated heavily by the fact that I had started a relationship with someone I knew here as well. A few months later, we got married. However, I made one major mistake during the past 13 years. It was that I came home to the wife and kids every night. I was content with it. Though, I never made any friends in the area by doing so.
This also makes doing things that I love to do, no fun at all. I’d so much rather share doing the things I love with someone. Even if just a friend. Though most of the things I love doing, generally are much better when it’s romantically shared on some level or other.
I’m a huge movie buff. While I do enjoy sitting down and snuggling up on the couch to watch a favorite flick. I tend to enjoy going out to the movie theater. I love the atmosphere, the smell of the popcorn and sometimes the reaction of the other goers when something exciting or scary happens. I especially love to hold someone’s hand, or depending on the theater, give them a leg or even a foot massage under the table (love me the Movie Tavern setup for being able to do that).
I don’t even let it bother me that going out for a movie is rather expensive. To me, it’s worth it. This past summer I’ve skipped watching anything new just because I have no one to go with. Sadly, my job puts me in a position where I have no real interaction with people except over the phone. The company I work for is very small. The only pseudo friend I had there, has moved on. All my other friends live in different parts of the world (Michigan, Indiana, Illinois, Kansas, Ohio, New York, England and so on). So they can’t go either.
Starting over, just sucks.