Ranting is tedious, tough, and tiresome. Also, the implied negativity isn’t conducive to one’s health and/or mental well-being. Thus, apologies for not posting anything in awhile. That, and the sheer number of issues (repetitively, to be sure) to rant about, present an opportunity to simply shrug my shoulders and play another game of solitaire.
Or. I can return to my blog’s roots and review. It’s been nine years since I started this. That’s longer than any single paying job I’ve had (eight). Must be something to this then. Or not, as apparently, I started writing that anthropomorphic scribble, ‘Squirrel Patrol’, which continues into ‘Thousand-Yard Stare’. Both over at Wattpad. Almost to the end of the second part. The plan is to have a third part, bringing the word count to over one-hundred-thousand. (Yikes!)
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Sorry (not sorry). Where did the month go? It went into the pockets of my health insurance; disability insurance; my company’s new FTO policy; and miscellaneous world-wide financial chicanery. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy never mentioned what a suck hole this planet is. I do have my towel handy and a bag of peanuts – just in case.
I do despair of being one of those geezers that bitch and moan about the state of the youth, but I have a coworker who verbally stated that ‘he didn’t want to be removing a (hex) bolt with pliers (vice-grip actually)’. I had to go with him and removed them myself (I’m on light duty status due to my back).
While I did not chastise him for laziness, it bothered me that in previous years, I had replaced multiple units in the time it took him to fix three. And I’m an old, stale fart. This is the third coworker placed with me, under the terms of the customer contract. The first was very knowledgeable and had the same work ethic – but he had life interferences that got him canned.
The next coworker, apparently connected / recommended with a senior manager, blatantly exaggerated his resume. I was reminding him, a year later, of methods that I picked up on my second day. He only lasted a year, before he went back to cell phone work.
My present coworker came aboard via his brother (who ended up getting sacked). While the individual is intelligent, he is (in Orwellian speak), quadruple-minus-un-good in his motivation. And has great difficulty with interpersonal relations (at least with me, and I admit to being a curmudgeon).
Besides my personal conundrums, I humbly await the fall of the current ‘new world order’. It might take a nuke or three, a couple of 12-point earthquakes, and/or a large-ish asteroid collision; but this planet is overdue for a massive restructuring. Never been much of a bible person, [aside: should Bible always be capitalized like the Koran?], but Revelations is getting more and more like a Ken Burns documentary.
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