I live in a secure building, which means the front and back entrances lock after entrance or exit.

Sometimes I hear someone outside one of the doors knocking, trying to gain entry.

It might be the mail carrier, or a delivery person, or a friend of a resident.

This song then pops into my head:


Good luck!

So I'm at work last night. I had just entered one of the three buildings to do a small job. The guy who works there was on the phone. He asked me if I had any sweeper bags in my building. I said yeah, two. I figured he must be on the phone with the supervisor, because he said I was supposed to bring this guy one. So I asked if he (the supervisor, I thought) wanted me two walk all the way back for one sweeper bag. The guy on the phone said yes. So I turned to go back and said flippantly "Why doesn't he get off his lazy ass and get it himself?"

I walk back, pick up the bag from my storage locker and return. I start talking with one of the supervisors from the office, when the owner of our business shows up outside this person's office.

With bag in hand, I step out into the hallway and give him the bag. He takes the bag and starts screaming at me about the bag not being in this buildings' supply cabinet (which is not my fault. The other supervisor left it and two others in my supply cabinet) and how he'd been waiting 20 minutes for it (more like 5) and that he heard me call him a lazy ass on the phone. Before I could say anything (like, most importantly I wasn't talking about HIM), he tells me to keep my MFing mouth shut and if I said one more word I was fired. He then turns and storms off.

Okay, okay, I shouldn't have called our supervisor a lazy ass. BUT, he is one of the guys and we say shit like that to each other all the time. The owner is not a well liked person. Not just for his work decisions, but because he never smiles and walks around with a scowl on his face all the time. Yeah, bad person to think I was lipping off to him.

I found out AFTER all of this from the coworker on the phone that our supervisor and two other workers are not allowed onto the work site because they're not vaccinated.

Of course I would have told the owner I didn't know it was him and would apologize.

I just didn't get the chance.

Irony is this: I came back to the same building 3 hours later and the sweeper bag was still lying on the floor by the sweeper.

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I've noticed that people my age are generally non compliant when it comes to trying new food.

After 18 years of being raised on southern cooking, the first thing I did when I moved away from home was to start sampling cuisine that was not what I was used to.

My taste buds were delighted.

You offer me something new and I will say yes, please...

even if it looks and sounds disgusting.

What is life but enjoying everything you can -

while you can?

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For a long time, people have posed questions about being ship-wrecked on a deserted island.

Queries like:

Who would you want to be with

and

one thing you could take with you.

I propose a more realistic scenario:

Who or what would you want during a pandemic lock down?

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Watch out for what will piggy-back on a download.

I did that with an update today and got unwanted things that caused my computer to start acting up.

30 minutes later I finally got rid of them and all is back to normal.

PHEW!

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Betty White, 1964:


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This will cheer you up:


You're welcome.

Where's the COFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

!

I finally heard from my insurance agent about getting my bumper fixed on my car. She and her whole family were in isolation for ten days due to Covid-19 positive test results.

She set my appointment to take my car in for repair and set me up for a car rental at the insurance company rate of $20.00 (and some odd cents) per day. All I have to do is basically drive my car into the shop, get out of that car and into the other, then do it in reverse when repairs are finished.

Although I'm not happy my car was damaged, I am happy with the way things are being handled.

Also...

Today is the 102nd anniversary of the day Babe Ruth was sold to the (ugh) New York Yankees for $100,000.00.

The beginning of a dynasty in New York and an 85 year 'curse' in Boston.

And so it goes...

on two fronts.

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My rear window defroster isn't working.

A mechanic told me there was a loose connection that needed to be soldered.

I looked at it myself and it looked like it had been glued to begin with.

I figured I can fix it myself, just need some glue, which I ordered today.

My remote start hasn't been working.

I tried re-downloading the app, but it still wasn't working.

Diving into the owners manual, I read that the remote start won't work if something else electrical isn't working.

So it doesn't take a genius to figure out that if everything else is working right, the rear defroster must be the problem.

A dab of Gorilla Glue should fix the connection.

As usual, you learn something new every day...

if you want to learn.

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