What’s on your mind?

[Lioness~]

Where's the human mind and internet going?

I'm amazed of some companies total incapacity and interest of communication and service today. Using almost only standard mails for communication with customers. Plus making themselves unavailable for phone and real communication. Seems that it is going towards fast money and avoiding reality with customers more and more online today. Sad evolvement.

I'm cutting off everything where people aren't using real, respectful and aware communication today.

 

[Gutwrench]

It’s cold . Schools are closed today and tomorrow. My office is allowing people to remote in, but I’ll be physically in.

 

[kazmac]

It’s cold . Schools are closed today and tomorrow. My office is allowing people to remote in, but I’ll be physically in.

I don’t know why hearing about potential snowfall is surprising me so much this Winter. It seems as if I’ve forgotten that snow storms are a par for the course with the season.

I hope you’ll be fine and warm at the school.

 

[arkitect]

Talking to the supervisor on my afternoon job sbout training me in certain tasks or not. I have to mention the errors made yesterday, because they’re in the wild for all to see and it makes the department look bad. It happens and I have no problem taking the hit and emailing apologies to the folks whose requests got slightly mangled

I successfully pushed this aside last night, and am trying to let go of being upset about it this morning.

It’s just that annoyance at myself that is most frustrating.

Anyway, it will be resolved just fine.

It is a hard thing to do, so I give you a big thumbs up.
Admitting our own culpability and then moving on having learnt a lesson is something rather quaint and old fashioned these days… very rare to come across.

Dealing with that critical inner-voice is never easy though.

 

[Gutwrench]

I don’t know why hearing about potential snowfall is surprising me so much this Winter. It seems as if I’ve forgotten that snow storms are a par for the course with the season.

I hope you’ll be fine and warm at the school.

I will be fine. I have emergency brandy in my drawer right next to my emergency vodka.

 

[kazmac]

It is a hard thing to do, so I give you a big thumbs up.
Admitting our own culpability and then moving on having learnt a lesson is something rather quaint and old fashioned these days… very rare to come across.

Dealing with that critical inner-voice is never easy though.

I think this, my willingness to learn, and make up time / being reliable, saved my bottom with this outsourcing job (actually 2, I work at a morning site and a different afternoon site).

I think the founder of the outsourcing company (who is also my supervisor at the afternoon site), probably respects these things. I know my morning supervisor does, and I think morning boss pushed everyone to keep me on after my hospitalization last year.

Anyway, I emailed the afternoon supervisor and told her everything, asking for her guidance about these requests going forward.

If she wants me to learn, sure I will. If not, I certainly respect that too. The department and founder’s outsourcing co who provide the staff for these jobs need to look great.

I get that.

So it is tricky, but necessary. Yes, the inner critic can be tough. Just thinking positive and moving forward.

Thanks for the support.

 

[kazmac]

I will be fine. I have emergency brandy in my drawer right next to my emergency vodka.

And an emgency flame thrower too? Seriously, stay safe.

And work discussion went fine. Thank goodness. I knew it would, but training is all I need, and to keep doing what I do already. Punt the request when it becomes more than I can do.

 

[Gutwrench]

I’m home and plan to work from here stay tomorrow. Pipes on the 17th floor work sending a flood down the fire stairs past our (5th) floor. I said the heck with it and left.

This was at 4 pm central.


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Talking to the supervisor on my afternoon job sbout training me in certain tasks or not. I have to mention the errors made yesterday, because they’re in the wild for all to see and it makes the department look bad. It happens and Ihave no problem taking the hit and emailing apologies to the folks whose requests got slightly mangled

I successfully pushed this aside last night, and am trying to let go of being upset about it this morning. It is obvious the reference manager is not fond of me -which is fine- since I do not answer to her.

It’s just that annoyance at myself that is most frustrating.

Anyway, it will be resolved just fine.

I’m sorry to read this and sending you good thoughts. Mistakes are an integral part of learning. Owning our mistakes and fighting to fix them builds our professional equity. We’ve all been there, my friend.

 

[Scepticalscribe]

I’m home and plan to work from here stay tomorrow. Pipes on the 17th floor work sending a flood down the fire stairs past our (5th) floor. I said the heck with it and left.

This was at 4 pm central.

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I’m sorry to read this and sending you good thoughts. Mistakes are an integral part of learning. Owning our mistakes and fighting to fix them builds our professional equity. We’ve all been there, my friend.

I put the bins out earlier this afternoon during a heavy and evil hailstone shower; now, tonight, trotting out to add to their contents - I found that their lids are glued together as a consequence of freezing temperatures.

Very well: I have addressed that (for now) but fear that tomorrow may bring a return to this state. Never mind: Sturdy, strapping gentlemen - the sort who are scheduled to collect them tomorrow - are more than amply endowed by nature with the necessary shoulders and strength to deal with this.

Re other matters: Still dealing with the aftermath of mother's demise: Saw the solicitor (lawyer) yesterday, and saw the auctioneer today (to receive an assessment of the valuation of the house at the time of poor mother's death - a legal requirement before probate can be issued).

He said that there was a lovely atmosphere of warmth (nothing to do with the fact that the house is actually lovely and warm on account of the heating) and love in the house "you know that people were loved here" (adding "I can tell; I visit a great many houses in my profession") and told me that he thought how we were able to care for my mother at home until the end was "fantastic - you'll take that to your grave".

 

[kazmac]

I’m home and plan to work from here stay tomorrow. Pipes on the 17th floor work sending a flood down the fire stairs past our (5th) floor. I said the heck with it and left.

This was at 4 pm central.

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I’m sorry to read this and sending you good thoughts. Mistakes are an integral part of learning. Owning our mistakes and fighting to fix them builds our professional equity. We’ve all been there, my friend.

So glad you’ll be home tomorrow. I think the coldest weather I’ve been in was around -17.

Thanks for the positive thoughts. The discussion with my supervisor went fine, but the online research team are eager to shoot me down.

One researcher took the one request I did answer late today and sent to complaint to the attorneys just as I was.

I privately messaged this researcher saying I am puzzled as to why he changed the request from me to him because I was able to handle this - even though it took me a couple of minutes longer than usual. Then I thanked this guy for his help today and last night. But dude, ask me if I need help with it before sniping the request. I’ll see if he even responds tomorrow. Yes, my not having a Bachelors or Masters is showing, but give me a little credit.

Shrugs.

@Scepticalscribe that’s lovely the auctioneer caught all of your love in the aura of the house. I am not surprised.

 

[Scepticalscribe]

@Scepticalscribe that’s lovely the auctioneer caught all of your love in the aura of the house. I am not surprised.

Thank you.

Candidly, I was surprised that he remarked upon this, or that it is something that comes across; he kept saying that "there is a lovely warm atmosphere in this house, it's lovely" adding that he knew of others that were nothing of the sort.

I will admit I was very touched when he said to me that "you know people were loved here".

Actually, I think that there is a very easy, and gentle atmosphere here at the moment; my mother's death was about as easy as is possible in the circumstances of transition from living to death.

 

[Scepticalscribe]

@Scepticalscribe that’s lovely the auctioneer caught all of your love in the aura of the house. I am not surprised.

And I had forgotten that houses sometimes do have what you describe as "an aura" or atmosphere.

I remember at school or university when visiting the homes of some school or college friends - people I now know who may have had hideous and stressful home lives (even though some were very well off and lived in deceptively attractive large houses); the atmosphere in some of these homes was icy.

Some who paid us a visit over the Christmas period were visibly uncomfortable when they learned that Mother had passed away upstairs, which surprised me; but, it was a gentle, easy passing, in safe, familiar surroundings, where she was comfortable and content - the doctor (who visited us that night to certify death) and the hospice nurse (who was with us) both told us that this is as good as it gets - she wasn't agitated, or distressed, or frightened, we were holding her hands and she knew we three were present there with her.

An ugly, vicious, violent death - or a frightened death - leaves its own echoes, but I cannot see what there is to be uncomfortable about a gentle, easy passing.

Since October, since I returned from Bosnia where I observed elections, I had a tight knot of tension in my stomach and was convinced that she was deteriorating and doubted that she would see out the winter. Now, I did think that she might have lasted until late January or February, but that is upon us, now.

 

[kazmac]

@Scepticalscribe big hugs to you. And warm, virtual hugs to everyone else too.

 

[Gutwrench]

Now now fellas, let’s try to get along.

 

[Scepticalscribe]

@Scepticalscribe that’s lovely the auctioneer caught all of your love in the aura of the house. I am not surprised.

@Scepticalscribe big hugs to you. And warm, virtual hugs to everyone else too.

Forgot to thank you for your kind thoughts, words, generosity of spirit and virtual hugs.

Allow me to return the compliment.

 

[0388631]

Must admit I'm rather curious how @AngerDanger can come up with gifs so fast... Cyborg?

 

[kazmac]

Forgot to thank you for your kind thoughts, words, generosity of spirit and virtual hugs.

Allow me to return the compliment.

Certainly. I am flattered. No, really. The generosity, kindness, knowledge, and support in some threads here is why I still come around (Okay, it's also for the hilarious cranky Mac user sarcasm that makes me laugh very hard. Sadly, that's few and far between these days, but I still laugh at one zinger I read here I think in 2011 or 2012).

I respect that we can have conversations about many different things and agree or agree to disagree. And I thank you and others here for sharing all of those things with me.

I am very close to my mother too, so in a way, I ached for you when your mom passed. Your openness revealed all that love the auctioneer felt. So I am happy that you got a bit of comfort in treating your mom with so much love, dignity and decency these past few years.

So thank you (and so many others here), for caring and sharing.

 

[Tech198]

Okay, I’m going to be very careful here...when my former wife and I were married I used to buy my step-daughter’s clothes...including her unmentionables. She needed more of those things so being a complete amateur at it I stuffed one in the pocket of my jacket. I went to three stores and would hide behind a display and flash the salesgirl from my pocket like a guy selling stolen watches or LSD in an alley.

I bought like 9 of them that day. Whew. Fast forward several days and I was at work...yep with my step-daughter’s old bra in my pocket.

Btw, FYI - Post Your Last Purchase XXVIII

lol... so it really was unmentionables.. I didn't see anything..

 

[arkitect]

What's on my mind today?

Turning 55.

First birthday that I have felt old.

I am sure it will pass… but… yikes!

 

[kazmac]

What's on my mind today?

Turning 55.

First birthday that I have felt old.

I am sure it will pass… but… yikes!

Many, many more happy birthdays. Enjoy your day.

Thinking about a few things, but first going to the Microsoft store this morning to have them set up my Surface Laptop 2 and start training me on Windows.

Second is, getting my taxes done tonight. I am seeing a larger than usual refund.

Third but not really third, hoping my mom has a good day and older sis’ first wave of oral surgery goes well.

Fourth, I need to get ready and do something healthy things before I head into the city.

Fifth, I hope I have another productive and positive day at the afternoon job.

And that everyone here has a great day too.

I am a little nervous and excited about committing to Windows, but my Apple experiences have sadly been declining to the point where I need to try something else.

 

[Scepticalscribe]

What's on my mind today?

Turning 55.

First birthday that I have felt old.

I am sure it will pass… but… yikes!

happy birthday and I hope you have a lovely day.

Anyway, 55 is the new forty.

Seriously, while I won't suggest that it is all (or mostly) in the mind, (the old you are as old as you feel), the trade offs for a reduction in youthful vigour and suppleness (and rapid healing, oh, yes, that was good) are better judgment, better perspective, and a more mellow outlook (in that the minor and small things rarely irk you as much, because you know that - for the most part - they are not worth the expenditure of emotional energy).

Mind you, I'm probably not best placed to offer counsel on this: I often think I was born old, or, at least middle aged, and was really terrible at being young.

I only felt that I came into myself and was more comfortable in my skin once I reached my forties.

Many, many more happy birthdays. Enjoy your day.

Thinking about a few things, but first going to the Microsoft store this morning to have them set up my Surface Laptop 2 and start training me on Windows.

Second is, getting my taxes done tonight. I am seeing a larger than usual refund.

Third but not really third, hoping my mom has a good day and older sis’ first wave of oral surgery goes well.

Fourth, I need to get ready and do something healthy things before I head into the city.

Fifth, I hope I have another productive and positive day at the afternoon job.

And that everyone here has a great day too.

I am a little nervous and excited about committing to Windows, but my Apple experiences have sadly been declining to the point where I need to try something else.

Have a great day.

 

[kazmac]

happy birthday and I hope you have a lovely day.

Anyway, 55 is the new forty.

Seriously, while I won't suggest that it is all (or mostly) in the mind, (the old you are as old as you feel), the trade offs for a reduction in youthful vigour and suppleness (and rapid healing, oh, yes, that was good) are better judgment, better perspective, and a more mellow outlook (in that the minor and small things rarely irk you as much, because you know that - for the most part - they are not worth the expenditure of energy).

Mind you, I'm probably not best placed to offer coulee on this: I was born old, or, at least middle aged , and was really terrible at being young.

I only felt that I cam into myself and was more comfortable in my skin once I reached my forties.



Have a great day.

@arkitect what she said (and so much better that me.)

 

[Scepticalscribe]

@arkitect what she said (and so much better that me.)

Thank you.

I hated being young, I just don't get it at all; that awkwardness (physical, social - but, not, thankfully intellectual); that feeling of complete alienation from the interests and lives (and tedious love affairs) of your peers. That ghastly social pressure to be "nice", - but, at least in university, you were applauded not penalised for an intense interest in intellectual matters and materials.

Actually, I have to say that my thirties were way better than my teens (which - themes of Back to the Future notwithstanding - I would never willingly revisit) or twenties, my forties better still, and I am more comfortable in my (somewhat overweight) skin in my fifties than I have ever been.

Now, to contemplate some cheese shopping.

 

[JTBing]

My wife is pregnant with our first child!

 

[Gutwrench]

My wife is pregnant with our first child!

Woot woot.

No sleep till Brooklyn....2026.

Congratulations!