Happy Firday!
It’s cold outside
The dog has been out and in and fed.
The cat went out but I expect he won’t stay out for long.
Another sleepless night last night.
Blame it on the bladder, but I was hungry too.
I should have gotten something to eat.
I need to order something for my mother’s birthday. I sent her little cheesecakes last year and she really liked them.
It’s hard to buy for somebody who has too much stuff already.
Cloudy & snowy & 6 more weeks of winter. I blame the (fake) media…& their bright lights!
Ruble, we should do a mini-mumperfest there next year.
I think that was what was intended, yes, but we were working at a few of these big group tasks alongside their normal staff, who spent the whole time bitching about it being something they never normally did, and thought was a total waste of time.
The site manager had asked all the staff to come up with stuff for us to do, and allocated a pair of us to be with each person for one day, but then he suddenly announced that we’d all be doing something else instead, messing up their plans. Some days it was obvious that the task was something that made total sense to pull everyone in and get it done (like cleaning the greenhouse glass, which needs a lot of people, and can only be done while the place is at its emptiest in winter), but other days it did seem like he was just determined that there should be a big group task daily, regardless of what there was to do (like washing plant pots, when there were time sensitive tasks to do elsewhere).
The place has a charity project who use part of the premises, who do some of the easier repetitive tasks basically as part of their ‘rent’, including pot washing. So they had all of us, including all their paid staff, doing one of the jobs those guys normally do, while the charity project had nothing to do, and were watching us, occasionally making ‘helpful’ comments. I can see them getting the work experience students to do stuff like that, or getting us to work alongside the project guys, but it seemed a waste of their own paid staff.
The one person we were working with who really hadn’t come up with much for us to do was the site manager. We’d basically done with the jobs he gave us by 10 am, though there was clearly lots of work in the section he was running that badly needed doing. He’s only temporarily running it during a staffing gap, but if those problems were obvious to me after a brief look round, he’s got to know about it.
I do suspect mass bitching sessions and criticising the boss are typical parts of the job, however, so maybe that was what they were going for 
By the way, I actually have to reflect on and critique the experience for part of an assignment, and as it happens, the guy who’s marking it is the former manager of that site, before he transferred to academia, hence the essay.
Different place on Monday; same organisation, different site. I wait with interest.
Well, this sets up my day. The first new drawing I have to do is titled: “SCREW, BALL”
That is all.
Nuts sounds like overall you liked your first week. Hope the second week goes well for ya. Just count it all as experience whether or not it’s an actual useful experience. Most all of us have been there, done that.
MOOOOOOM I would so eat at a place called Slurp 'n Burp!
Sari go with the little cheesecakes again. Sounds like a real winner. I know I’d like to get a buncha little cheesecakes. Of course I’d have to share but I wouldn’t want to share.
Forgot to tell y’all about last night’s Celebration of New Ministry. It was a really good service with a bigger than what I expected crowd. Part of the whole thing is to present the new Priest with things like a Bible (EYP has been a Priest for five or six years, so it’s about time he had one, right?) and a set of keys to the church buildings (he’s been there four months so I reckon it’s time he had keys to stuff like his office). Two Bishops and a bunch of Priests and Deacons all over the place always makes for a fun time. The reception afterward was excellent. Food everywhere plus wine. What more could one want!
Department of Conservation and Natural Resources; part of the DEP in our state. Some of the history things I do are through the state parks and fall under their balliwick rather than something like the museum commissions. Like a lot of church stuff, it isn’t a bad thing 90% of the time but some of the politics and paperwork are truly maddening. This is often stuff tacked on to other bills 50 years ago about totally unrelated things (road funding for example) but it generated a form and Lord knows forms have to be filled our properly and so --------
Some of this is complicated by a fellow/participant who stormed out more than 10 years ago in anger and wants back in now ------ still angry. And he is one of those people who never learned the word “no”. So all of us involved have to add the level of “protective paperwork” in case we let him come back (still undecided and a very complicated situation) and things go bad.
I set several records at irk yesterday just from working off the nervous energy and getting my brain settled. Speed-unloading trailers is one hell of a lot cheaper than psychologists and works a lot better too! 
PS ------- I have mentioned before that I hate groundhogs, right? Seems to me its come up a time or three a year the last bit of forever or so.
I’m playing in the orchestra for Gilbert and Sullivan’s “Iolanthe.” I’m also currently in two other music groups.
This morning my car thermometer read 7F. WTF??? Tomorrow I have a riding lesson, then hanging at home the rest of Sattiday. Sunday I’m having lunch with a friend I haven’t seen in years, then hanging at home. Yes, I will have the Super Bowl on the background whilst I putter.
Well, are you sketching flytrap or spidey? The suspense is killing me.
ruble, hope the guy doesn’t come back, but you are doing the right thing in documenting. Hope ti all works out.
Moooooomm, looked up Sip-n-Bite, looks interesting (if a bit pricey). Bit probably not getting to Baltimore for awhile.
Nut, you should already know from previous experiences recounted here that bosses (as a group) tend toward dumb things. Bad news; it doesn’t get better, just weirder (one reason I avoided becoming a boss).
Quiet day in store, temperature not to exceed 40F outdoors.
Need to go sign up for refereeing chores tomorrow.
**MetalMouse **- last time I was in the slurp-n-burp, it was still a cheap diner. But that neighborhood has changed sooooooooooo much! The stretch along the water used to be warehouses and fish markets - now it’s full of half-million dollar and up condos and such. The house my dad grew up in faces the water, but it’s across the street from those places. He sold it for my grandmother in the late 60s or early 70s and was thrilled to get $3200 for it. It was built in 1840 and it’s a middle row house. Current value is $300K+. The price of the neighborhood is why that old diner is so pricey now!
Lunch is over. Back to work. Three anna half hours to go…
:rolleyes:
Hell, you’d eat at the Start & <sumpin’ else>.
C’mon suspense! :mad:
I have not heard that opera. It sounds funny.
Moooom – about things in Merry-lande -----------
http://www.baltimoresun.com/news/maryland/eastern-shore/bs-md-hunter-unconscious-20180202-story.html
Maybe Fabio should send him a get-well card?
And in other news, and a picture of a view I see every day,
BLURFAGE At least tis Firday. Thank goodness for that.
I am up to my elbows in A/P today.
I went and had a chest xray and I should be done with all the pre surgical stuff.
I have luncheoned and taken care of some errands. Now I am at da cave in sweatshirt and sweatpants. I’ve had quite enough of the general public for one day. Heck, I think I’ve had about three days worth of the general public in the almost four hours I was out and about.
Grumpy ol’ bear… 
45 minutes to go. This has been a long-ass afternoon!! I’m so ready to be done!
A little bit of general public goes a long way, in my experience…
Some of the day’s stuff got done, if not all of it.
This is worthy of embroidery on a throw pillow!
I had a very strange dream that involved a balloon ride with Spidey and assorted others. It ended with an attempted swerve to avoid power lines and a crash landing into the ocean. We hauled all the bits out, and no one but me wanted try again. Dreams are weird.
How complicated is it to juggle schedules for all three things?