Sometimes things die before you expect them to. Our one local electronics shop apparently bit the dust.
I am not happy.
Sometimes things die before you expect them to. Our one local electronics shop apparently bit the dust.
I am not happy.
So performance review time… and my ‘company goals’ for the year include a bunch of stuff that is totally irrelevant to anyone who is a direct contractor rather than working in the normal IT support end of things which of course I can’t um do.
First, all good. Second. People are nucking futz.
So, today I learned I can still take a punch to the face like a 20 year old. And still have enough reflexes to dodge most of the blow. Dude was about 6’3", I’m less so. Crazy people be crazy.
Long story short, if you think a crazy person is following you home, because you honked at them. go to someone elses driveway. Now the question is… do I further draw the attention of crazy person and friends by pressing charges? The police are fully involved already, but aren’t gung-ho. We’re locals.
And the dude did do an awful lot of damage to their own car in their haste to get away. Love my local snowbanks this week.
And I am so effing proud of me. I had a knife within reach, but since he was all fists, all I did was tell him to control himself and look at the situation he was making worse. Did I have a part in it? Yes, but not anything like the degree he took it to. At the beginning of the story I did honk for a good 5 count, insults were exchanged. My bad. but jeebus, the dude nearly caused an accident on a windy, damp, dark 45mph road. I honked and yelled.
So, in the end i took two punches, he did no real damage to me, but he really did nail a snowbank something fierce in his escape, and the local cops know who he is beacause he was in the snowbank plenty long enough for me to jog the 200 feet and read his plate to the cops on the phone.
Not seeking advice or sympathy, just venting about today. Fuck That.
also a good band name
The year has just started - Chinese New Year was on Sunday! I really hope you manage to find some good treatment and that this year is much better than last one.
I saw this today and thought it was nice - other people often see things in us that we don’t notice ourselves, especially when we’re in a self-loathing cycle and only see ourselves as a burden or failure. They may also be dealing with things that you don’t know about, and you do make a positive difference in their lives.
Sounds like a safe, defensive, and all around solid motorist. He should teach driving lessons. (Isn’t it a perverse pleasure to see idiots hung by their own petard? “Hey asshole, you’re a terrible driver!”. " nuh uh!". crashes)
My favorite moment was when he stopped with the physical violence, and I looked at him and said “oh, have you just noticed what you did here you fucking menace? Say hello to the cops for me!”. Thats when he panicked and the snowbanks. Having had a fair amount of experience of violent people with bad boundaries… I did not play my role of fighting back and escalating. But also I did not cower or shrink from him one iota.
All he got out of me was de-escalation. But not doormat, which I believe he was expecting. Don’t ever give a violator what they expect.
Fill it with positive people. The rest is gravity!!
Sweet baby Netscape Jesus! My life hasn’t been that exciting since high school. I’m glad you came off none the worse for the wear. I’ve been waiting for this to happen to me. People around here drive like assholes and get pissed off at you when you do things like take your right of way. I had one guy go out of his way follow me into a parking lot honking and throwing a tantrum because I had the temerity to turn left across his lane and force him to slow down slightly.
Yes, I did cut it a little closer than I should have, but not enough to put anyone in imminent danger or hear brakes screech. I got out of my car in the parking lot, and the guy was still writhing like an animal in his seat and honking his horn at me with the window rolled down. I looked him dead in the eye and said, “My bad, I’m sorry. That’s the best I can do for you man.” Then I shrugged and turned away. He zoomed off and hit the edge of the curb on his way out.
I have a “don’t call the cops” policy for most things in my life, though that’s a personal decision. The guy is probably jumping at every knock on the door anyway at this point.
Good point!
Copper cups? Stone-ground whatsits?
Sounds normal.
“For lunch, I had zucchini ribbons with basil, pine nuts, sun-cured olives, and lemon, with green tea on the side. This is such an easy, elegant, and light meal. I made this while on a phone meeting before heading out for the rest of the work day. I often alternate this with my other lunch staple: a nori roll with umeboshi paste, avocado, cultured sea vegetables, and pea sprouts. This is my version of a taco, and it’s insanely delicious. These ingredients are all pantry staples, so I eat some version of this everyday[…]”
Another. Fucking. Planet.
michaelbayenosis?
a Bayesian inference?*
http://dbanach.com/sisyphus.htm
One must imagine Sisyphus happy.
7.5 hour nonstop meeting with lunch eschewed for coffee, quite a Friday.
Almost sounds like you are in the same building as I am. Fortunately, I am not important enough to be in meetings that run that long.
I am not important enough to be in a meeting that long, but the people on my team can be very hyper-focused, so when I say things like, “hey shouldn’t we get lunch” they evade since we need to talk about designing a new notification system and monitoring layout (with a three hour Common Criteria expedition). These were good things to discuss (except Common Criteria, fuck that), but not for 7.5 hours straight.
Don’t meetings beat working for a living? (unless you actually have some work to do…)
I was in a meeting yesterday where we were talking about how we spend too much time in meetings…