You should snap some pictures like I do when I find the last Tech left things a shambles. Just a thought because before and after pictures are required many times in my line of work.
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You should snap some pictures like I do when I find the last Tech left things a shambles. Just a thought because before and after pictures are required many times in my line of work.
So far no one has really questioned. Know I've had folks go behind me to check. Most often it's not announced but gets reported back up the "chain".
As I've said, hate to feel like I do the work well enough, quick enough it makes others look bad. At the same time not going to change. Everyone is told "go your own pace".
I always was told to not "burn" myself out. So far I don't feel I am. Again in me & Mike talking, it was agreed this is some real easy work.
It only gets bad if you got no one doing. Once people "keep it up" it's simply showing up, doing ten to twenty minutes here, there, move on to the next. You run out of stuff to do, go find the "extras", like last night I dusted all the fire safety, first aid stuff down my hall and out to the quarterdeck.
I asked Mike if needed help, got a no. Sa--- that was there as well didn't ask. Figure she had her stuff on routine too. Nobody really has much of anything we do that needs "helping".
So, we all took spots separated but all sitting, waiting on time to go. We all had our work done so all sat for about an hour to hour and half. Got reminded to wipe desks down, did that and took fifteen minutes.
It's monotony more than anything. The expression "the dirt I move Monday will be the dirt I move Friday" rings so true. Job security though.
I still get a chuckle out of one the older, more time in custodians calling me boss. He knew/knows I'm not even trying to be that, would not want to be. It is a nice joking compliment though.
But at the same time, all the others seem to respect me with that reverence. I think precisely because I don't want it, and I'm not trying to be that. I'm just there doing the work.
So far I've only had one person seem to get a nose out of joint a bit. It's because I come in and started an hour early, left an hour early. Most everyone else including our real Boss told me it was fine. This one lady custodian "well, I didn't tell you." I was just like "okay, wtf ever" in my head.
So, work with that crew I wait for her little ass to leave first. No real skin off my nose really. My work is done, I can sit and do nothing and get paid. Yee ha.
Suppose if I was a real prick, I would alter my time on the time sheet. Get an extra hour. They don't want to pay OT though, and I'm sure they damn well don't to pay it because she has a fit over me working 8 hrs, just an hour ahead.
That would be a $18..75 (sorry, thought double time, not time and a half) hour. Hm, ...
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"Back in the day," and I'm talking about circa 1975, I had a job with the State of North Carolina Services for the Blind. I was about 20 then. The first job I had was purely clerical and I remember almost nothing about it. Then got moved into a job where I was coding medical bills with CPT codes. Every day I would get big stacks of various kinds of medical bills, could be for anything from an opthalmologist's visit to corneal replacement at Duke University Hospital. You know how they charge for every little thing on a hospital bill, right? Every line item would have to be coded, and I had a manual about three inches thick to use as a reference. I would get my work done and be sitting there waiting on the next batch, which might come that day, or it might not.
My direct supervisor caught on to that pretty quickly, and decided to train me on doing her payroll work. Every month after that, I did the agency payroll as well as my own job, and she shopped and tried on clothes. I think she was from old Raleigh money, and had a long-standing relationship with the Raleigh Hudson Belk store, so when she needed a new dress for some fancy thing she was going to attend, she'd get on the phone and call the ladies dress department at Belk's. She'd give them an overview of what she wanted, and within an hour, a van would pull up outside our office, and a guy would come in with a stack of dresses covered in plastic. Be damned if she wouldn't have him uncover each of those dresses, one by one, and the ones she liked, she'd carry them to the ladies' lounge and try them on. Then she'd keep the ones she liked (charge it to my card, please) and the Belk's dude would take the rest of them back to the store.
Most of the rest of the time, she was on the phone talking personal stuff, or flirting with her boss in his office, with three of us in the room with her, and two of the three working like the house was about to catch fire. The third of us might be sleeping, sitting up at her desk, or she might be asleep on the john (I kid you not), or she might just be wandering the halls catching up with all her buddies.
Never in my work life have I since encountered such a ridiculous situation as that. I worked at another NC agency, worked at several universities, and at ITT Telecom before I got a job with the company I'm still working for. That supervisor wouldn't have lasted two weeks in any of the other places I've worked.
It takes all kinds of people to make a world, and work is where you really get to see what someone is all about. People can only be on their best behavior for so long, then the facade starts to drop, and pretty soon you see exactly who they are.
By the way, in 1975, my take-home pay was $470 a month.
My direct supervisor caught on to that pretty quickly, and decided to train me on doing her payroll work. Every month after that, I did the agency payroll as well as my own job, and she shopped and tried on clothes. I think she was from old Raleigh money, and had a long-standing relationship with the Raleigh Hudson Belk store, so when she needed a new dress for some fancy thing she was going to attend, she'd get on the phone and call the ladies dress department at Belk's. She'd give them an overview of what she wanted, and within an hour, a van would pull up outside our office, and a guy would come in with a stack of dresses covered in plastic. Be damned if she wouldn't have him uncover each of those dresses, one by one, and the ones she liked, she'd carry them to the ladies' lounge and try them on. Then she'd keep the ones she liked (charge it to my card, please) and the Belk's dude would take the rest of them back to the store.
Most of the rest of the time, she was on the phone talking personal stuff, or flirting with her boss in his office, with three of us in the room with her, and two of the three working like the house was about to catch fire. The third of us might be sleeping, sitting up at her desk, or she might be asleep on the john (I kid you not), or she might just be wandering the halls catching up with all her buddies.
Never in my work life have I since encountered such a ridiculous situation as that. I worked at another NC agency, worked at several universities, and at ITT Telecom before I got a job with the company I'm still working for. That supervisor wouldn't have lasted two weeks in any of the other places I've worked.
It takes all kinds of people to make a world, and work is where you really get to see what someone is all about. People can only be on their best behavior for so long, then the facade starts to drop, and pretty soon you see exactly who they are.
By the way, in 1975, my take-home pay was $470 a month.
At fifteen I was taught about the three day rule. It was a rule that our franchise manager for Hardees used. Her name was Carol. So, I have dubbed it that, the Carol Rule.
Carol's Rule was that if a person didn't understand and do the job in three days she fired them. And her rule also stated "you don't bring them to work easy." She wanted them dropped right into the thick of a full on fast food rush.
"Go! Go, go! Be sure to keep fries up!" "Read the ticket box!"
This applied again roughly fifteen years later working in a Burger King. They too used Carol's Rule. Me and the one boy Rob---, I used to work with were in the kitchen to not only simply do our work but as trainers. We used to take side bets, who would puke or just walk away. And understand we were not being vicious, nasty with it.
In fast food you need to know who can take a rush or cannot. You have to know it right now because oh look a bus load of two hundred fifty just come in, and you got lunch going on as well, ah, another bus. You have time limits on how long it takes to get an order ready, out the window.
Rob--- used to be proud of doing five seconds. He got told McD--- used to do thirty seconds from order in to order out. And yes, Rob--- had a 98% accuracy rating too. He had to, I "pushed" him for it because he pushed me to keep the sinks clean, meaning all dishes at any time caught up.
So we had a poor guy who had ties to the franchise owner. He thought he was special. Right on into a full rush we put him, just like we ourselves got trained. Me & Rob--- had the "dance" down to ballet, we ran a quiet kitchen. They piped in music over the PA system, sometimes Lynard Skynard, CCR even. We never "missed the beat". Mr. Special kept stepping on his own toes.
Rob--- winked at me. "Hey! We need fries! Ben is busy working support for me. You handle my fries, now!" And yes, I had got busy not only minding the close out dishes but working half the burger line for Rob---. I was also keeping everything stocked, minding inventory. So yes, I was busy, extra hands was welcomed and nice.
Mr. Special locked up. He "wouldn't do" the job. He could do something else but he "didn't need" to touch the food. Betwixt me and Rob-- we could juggle in the fries, soon as we thought that, out he went on my arm. Put him in the manager office, told the gm they had a visitor. Two minutes later he was gone fully.
Saw him after shift end, he had hung around to "smear" us. We just shrugged and told him he lost good money for easy work. Rob-- also was running his dad's farm, all 250 some acres of it with cattle, hogs, chicken, lamas. He was also finishing up high school, getting on well at VTI. He didn't "need" to work for Burger King, it was a help to him. He was running dad's farm because dad was terminal.
Rob--- had a girl too. She suggested I give Rob--- an oral gift for his birthday once. Then, she come out back and "caught" us. For some while I was a third. All of us enjoyed it and the extra togetherness was a healthy release. There was no drama, just fun, the only drama "oh no, another bus." Which never bothered us as much as we let on.
Yes, you can see real people in working. Sometimes you're better off not seeing them. Sometimes you miss the hell out of those you really see.
Bit of an update on my niece with Covid. My younger brother Ch---(Grasshopper) is ruled "clear". The niece is his "little" 15 year old girl.
He has been living with mom. Mom doesn't care and in fact welcomed him. Yes, her home will be his but that will come later hopefully than sooner.
Mom still has touches of "illness" Covid or not. They've all been quarantined in the house. Her sickness could be anything. Grasshopper has been walking mom to and from bathroom and bed.
Told mom to give him a hug for me. Never intended he have to help mom like that. He's a timid sort, stuff like that isn't too easy for him. Glad though he is there. Mom says she's feeling weak.
"Oh yeah? My moms she kick you papa's ass!" *scuffs up dust*
He has been living with mom. Mom doesn't care and in fact welcomed him. Yes, her home will be his but that will come later hopefully than sooner.
Mom still has touches of "illness" Covid or not. They've all been quarantined in the house. Her sickness could be anything. Grasshopper has been walking mom to and from bathroom and bed.
Told mom to give him a hug for me. Never intended he have to help mom like that. He's a timid sort, stuff like that isn't too easy for him. Glad though he is there. Mom says she's feeling weak.
"Oh yeah? My moms she kick you papa's ass!" *scuffs up dust*
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I gave your post a "HaHa" and let me tell you why.
I too got a fast food job at 15. It scared me half to death, and I think I might have lasted all of four days. I was one of those you describe who could NOT handle a rush.
My folks were in the process of getting a divorce, and I was in the process of "going rogue," if you know what I mean - that was around the time I started smoking all kinds of stuff and drinking all kinds of stuff, running the streets with my friends and my parents weren't paying attention. I'd had summer memberships to the pool and when I wasn't there, sometimes I'd had to babysit my little sister and do some chores on Saturdays, but that was about the extent of my responsibilities. Putting me into a fast food environment during a rush was akin to sending a soldier into bloody battle in my mind. No disrespect intended to soldiers, just an analogy to say how unprepared I was for real life. That place chewed me up and spit me out.
I had to start a little slower. By the time the parental fracas was over and we were settled elsewhere, I had found a job at the local movie theater, and that, I could handle.
Several times since, I've worked fast food during times when I was looking for something permanent and just needed some kind of money coming in, but I never did get used to that level of stress and to being on my feet for hours and hours at a time. It's a good thing I found some other line of work.
It is exactly the same kind of thing. The same kind of thing too is being with a volunteer rescue squad team dubbed the spaghetti surgery crew. Our crew did not have a shock trauma specialist on it. We were all only EMpTies & could not administer "medicine/s". Though, we ran some of the roughest, grittiest, most traumatic calls and kept a higher than 50% "saved one" rate. And yes, that's doing realistically "good". And yes, as having been trained a soldier can see how that would all blur together.
Yes, it can chew you up and spit you out. Thank your stars it does. Some of us, it's eats alive. "Heya, how'ya doin'?"
As a result, can tell you I for sure face a difficult struggle to just "relax". I know, you don't actively seek to relax, you just relax. I have trouble with that for having faced a lot of high stress work, various traumas in life.
People used to say I "loved the stress". There's a song by Rage Against the Machine what used to describe me, _Calm Like A Bomb_.
I'm happy now I have a reasonably "simple" very low stress job. I move dirt. Yay. It's boring. To borrow from Rambo "I like boring."
"Don't push me."But it is a whole world of different for me. There's no immediate supervisor over my shoulder. I can ask another custodian to check my work. Some do anyway and report back to the "Boss". Some do but don't report, just tell me "hey, fix this here's how."
And then most just tell me like Mike does. "Shit, I know better. I ain't checking your work, you check mine, boss."
In my own zen like no way, that's how I push other people. They know what I hold myself to. They know I won't ask them to do what I won't, nor do I do what I don't want (Well I do what I don't want but to get to what I do want.). They know I'm there and all they need do is say, "help" and my hands are in the wind for them.
They feel that emanating from me. I've seen it, even "stepping outside" of myself and watching. I resonate that "drive/power" and people seek to please me by doing their best. It's what I do for them. I don't stop, quit.
Now, like I said I'm probably getting fired for doing too good. And yes, I'll have them put that in writing, letter form to explain it to my wife. I'll then also use it to file disability. "Look, I cannot even work the custodian job you guys suggested last time. Here's proof. My disability? I'm too good a damn worker."
And no, didn't think you were laughing at me. Figured it was more of a with me. *chuckles* Being clearer too. I'm not meaning negative of those who cannot handle that kind of stress. Not in the slightest. It is just when you're doing that kind of stuff you need to know who else on the "line" with you will "have your six" and who will be a cookie.
Cookies crumble away. They cannot help. The "kitchen" is too hot for them, put them in the parlor. Everyone has a "place" and way to contribute. What suits one isn't for all, much as you might want to hammer it so.
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Waiting on idiots to leave for coffee. Got Sunny D though, it can let me take medicines. Figuring something out vape wise this morning. Exploring drip tip preferences.
ETA: Well, that's settled I like the glass and steel wide bore on the Gorge RDA.
ETA #2: Got my coffee, around 10 til 10. Added just a splash of Bacardi's 80 proof rum to it. No, not drinking to drink. Felt a mild need/desire of just a "bracer" and slight treat. Coffee itself is really yummy, add that rum & it's scrumptious.
Prolly end up going to do laundry, a bit of shopping today. I tell you our lives are quite dull. Wife did go see a friend last night that works in a small casino.
Wife said it was so small you needed to go outside to change your mind. She asked her friend if she got people in. No. *chuckles* Wife spent $10 on the video slots. Told her big deal, just avoid it being a compulsion. She just chuckled and said no way would it be.
Neither of us really "gamble". Sure if we got a few bucks and it strikes we might do some friendly/social bet. Think I've lost at most $5 on any pool, bowling game. I stay clear of much else all together. No need or desire for it. We might buy lottery tickets once in a great while. We just don't gamble.
Well, rambling. Y'all have a good 'un & run 'er slow.
ETA: Well, that's settled I like the glass and steel wide bore on the Gorge RDA.
ETA #2: Got my coffee, around 10 til 10. Added just a splash of Bacardi's 80 proof rum to it. No, not drinking to drink. Felt a mild need/desire of just a "bracer" and slight treat. Coffee itself is really yummy, add that rum & it's scrumptious.
Prolly end up going to do laundry, a bit of shopping today. I tell you our lives are quite dull. Wife did go see a friend last night that works in a small casino.
Wife said it was so small you needed to go outside to change your mind. She asked her friend if she got people in. No. *chuckles* Wife spent $10 on the video slots. Told her big deal, just avoid it being a compulsion. She just chuckled and said no way would it be.
Neither of us really "gamble". Sure if we got a few bucks and it strikes we might do some friendly/social bet. Think I've lost at most $5 on any pool, bowling game. I stay clear of much else all together. No need or desire for it. We might buy lottery tickets once in a great while. We just don't gamble.
Well, rambling. Y'all have a good 'un & run 'er slow.
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Woke up to morning meds, then Sunny D and a sausage & buttered toast sandwich. Got coffee later (as in, now). Put together my upcoming week of meds. Going to do a couple of loads of laundry today, and hubbs has decided we're having boiled potatoes and purple hull peas with cornbread for supper. I could live on that, I believe. He acted like he thought I'd be disappointed, I said, hell no, I'm all for it. I've been making cornbread for over 40 years, and wouldn't you know it, he waltzes into the kitchen one day last month, first time he's made cornbread in his life, and it was way better than mine.
Might break down and watch a movie today if I get bored with my book, but I got two new ones yesterday (this month I got two freebies from Amazon First Reads because we have Prime). The one I've already started will hold my attention for a bit today.
Might break down and watch a movie today if I get bored with my book, but I got two new ones yesterday (this month I got two freebies from Amazon First Reads because we have Prime). The one I've already started will hold my attention for a bit today.
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Did a Dollar Tree run this morning and one store I usually go to had empty shelves and low stock. Another one down the road was fully stocked so I think my favorite store is going out. would suck but less than 2 miles away is another one.
Reckon that is one minor advantage city life has over rural. We have a $1 Tree in Ripley, about 6/3 miles/km away. Then we got another in Ravenswood which is about 20/10 miles/km away. My lengths & measures with geography may be a bit inaccurate, they're averaged fairly close though.
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It's about 15 miles to the nearest anything for us, except for a convenience store that's about 3 miles away, but you know what it's like to buy from convenience stores. Everything costs two or three times as much as it should, so mostly the things we buy there are gas, bagged ice, and in "those" emergencies, cigarettes for the hubbs. There IS no place to get cigarettes at a decent price any more, so it doesn't make sense to use up $3 in gas to go all the way to town just to get a couple of packs.
I can't get him to stop smoking. I've tried and tried. He has cut back a lot, but doesn't show any signs of putting them down altogether. He's quit glowering at me about vaping, though, so I guess we get to agree to disagree about our individual preferences.
So much for a relaxing Sunday.
The toilet in the basement was backed up so I go to plunging and can't find my Beehive plunger. Go to Ace and pick one up as I start clearing what I thought was a clog turned out to be a clog in the sewer line~~! I saw that the water I was putting in the toilet by bucket was backing up into the slop sinks. So I go upstairs and flush the toilet and run downstairs to see if the sink fills up and I hear the toilet flush or drain~! Wow. lucky me. Apparently the sewer line clogged and my plunging loosened it enough when I flushed the upstairs toilet it cleared out. So no need to call City Wide Sewer and Drain~!
The toilet in the basement was backed up so I go to plunging and can't find my Beehive plunger. Go to Ace and pick one up as I start clearing what I thought was a clog turned out to be a clog in the sewer line~~! I saw that the water I was putting in the toilet by bucket was backing up into the slop sinks. So I go upstairs and flush the toilet and run downstairs to see if the sink fills up and I hear the toilet flush or drain~! Wow. lucky me. Apparently the sewer line clogged and my plunging loosened it enough when I flushed the upstairs toilet it cleared out. So no need to call City Wide Sewer and Drain~!
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I wish I could get Harvests like those~! How do you store them?
My tiller never breaks down because it is my Manual Labor~! LOL
Me & wife went to Sam's Club in Parkersburg today. We bought some food stuffs. Looking at a show The Booth At The End, again.
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Oh, I do love fresh green beans. Those are going to be SO good, Jimi. You must have quite a green thumb.
Well, I finished watching both seasons of that show last night. A lot of room for growth was left wide open. Think a third season, maybe a fourth and possibly continuing on might be nice.
Doubtful it happens though. It's a good plot, good acting, excellent story telling. Nope, advertisers don't want that. It'll not offer enough ROI. A cerebral audience base has no interests in anything attempting to be sold.
It also plays off of Lovecraft's style of horror. You the reader/audience "fill in the blanks". All you get "presented" is a bag of bones, your imagination fleshes the story/ies out. As the lead says, "you did this for you, it was your choice at all times."
Damn it. This show is so meta it makes meta look like preschool.
Do not advise watching it even half baked. No, you'd be up the walls. This from one that might have watched The Lake House three times in a row fully baked, and actually "got it" after the second time but needed the third to make sure.
Keanu Reeves can be my time traveling, professional hit-man, surfer boy boyfriend any time. And yes he can play Neo, too. He's just that good. *chuckles*
Back to Booth At The End, that's probably why it got pulled after two seasons. It couldn't support advertisement revenue. Damn shame.
Anyway, keep this first rule in mind. It comes toward the end of the skit.
Feel I'm a mime sometimes, & I don't care for mimes. *chuckles & smh*
Doubtful it happens though. It's a good plot, good acting, excellent story telling. Nope, advertisers don't want that. It'll not offer enough ROI. A cerebral audience base has no interests in anything attempting to be sold.
It also plays off of Lovecraft's style of horror. You the reader/audience "fill in the blanks". All you get "presented" is a bag of bones, your imagination fleshes the story/ies out. As the lead says, "you did this for you, it was your choice at all times."
Damn it. This show is so meta it makes meta look like preschool.
Do not advise watching it even half baked. No, you'd be up the walls. This from one that might have watched The Lake House three times in a row fully baked, and actually "got it" after the second time but needed the third to make sure.
Keanu Reeves can be my time traveling, professional hit-man, surfer boy boyfriend any time. And yes he can play Neo, too. He's just that good. *chuckles*
Back to Booth At The End, that's probably why it got pulled after two seasons. It couldn't support advertisement revenue. Damn shame.
Anyway, keep this first rule in mind. It comes toward the end of the skit.
Feel I'm a mime sometimes, & I don't care for mimes. *chuckles & smh*
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After a long hot barely any rain summer, until yesterday it finally rained and cooled off 
we can now enjoy sitting out on the front or back porch without sweating our asses off ! He enjoys his coffee or beer 
while I enjoy tea and Vaping 
! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
we can now enjoy sitting out on the front or back porch without sweating our asses off ! He enjoys his coffee or beer while I enjoy tea and Vaping ! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
I love them too, even canned they taste so much better than in a tin can. Thank you, I like to grow thingsOh, I do love fresh green beans. Those are going to be SO good, Jimi. You must have quite a green thumb.
! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
Off the next two days as the full time custodians do a C.E.S. . That's Custodial Education Session/s, as such they're required to come in to do their schools as well as have an 8 hr session of "education"/training. The schools are also closed those days to facilitate that. Being a sub I'm classed as part time so don't need to go in for anything.
Misspoke, it's not Custodial Education but rather Continuing Education. Which I'm told in the case the custodians here it is strictly public relations, how to spot child abuse, how to stop bullying, what to do for different emergencies, basic "sensitivity" course and then focus on things like "how to use a broom".
One of the FT'ers told me they do the same run through every year. There's no updating, no further expanding to cover any kind of real education to better anyone.
Misspoke, it's not Custodial Education but rather Continuing Education. Which I'm told in the case the custodians here it is strictly public relations, how to spot child abuse, how to stop bullying, what to do for different emergencies, basic "sensitivity" course and then focus on things like "how to use a broom".
One of the FT'ers told me they do the same run through every year. There's no updating, no further expanding to cover any kind of real education to better anyone.
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This morning I've had a thought strike me. Wife and me don't need a home. No, we need a zoo.
Fed our dog Shrek. Had to go up to the barn to feed the cat Maow. Got to the barn and this little Banny chicken what thinks she's a cat-dog was there too. Maow sighed. Looked over and Chuck the racoon was peeking out of his hole.
They all eat this 4 Health brand cat feed. It's mostly some ground up grain stuff. Told them no pooping where Maow eats and I put out food for each one, if they wanted more, foraging was what they needed to do. Keep bugs and vermin down so as to not bother us.
So, we need a zoo for our inter-species family.
Fed our dog Shrek. Had to go up to the barn to feed the cat Maow. Got to the barn and this little Banny chicken what thinks she's a cat-dog was there too. Maow sighed. Looked over and Chuck the racoon was peeking out of his hole.
They all eat this 4 Health brand cat feed. It's mostly some ground up grain stuff. Told them no pooping where Maow eats and I put out food for each one, if they wanted more, foraging was what they needed to do. Keep bugs and vermin down so as to not bother us.
So, we need a zoo for our inter-species family.
Spoke to wife about needing a zoo.
"We'll make it a petting zoo," she replied back.
Now, I'm thinking there's a need to go find the billboard posted saying we take in strays.
"We'll make it a petting zoo," she replied back.
Now, I'm thinking there's a need to go find the billboard posted saying we take in strays.
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Could be secondary income and if run right could be profitable~! Merchandise and Highly Overpriced Snacks and drinks is where the real money is~!
Being really lazy today
Enjoying the nice weather, but I should really be doing something instead of sitting on my butt enjoying the nice weather
! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
Enjoying the nice weather, but I should really be doing something instead of sitting on my butt enjoying the nice weather
! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
Being really lazy today
Enjoying the nice weather, but I should really be doing something instead of sitting on my butt enjoying the nice weather
! WAKE UP ! from the MEDIA SPELL !
I would Trade my week with you in a Heartbeat~! One thing I hate the most is being on Hold listening to Musac's. But I was doing it for Mom the last 3 days until I finally had enough and got a Supervisor on the phone.
Hey @MarkS I see you lurking and liking posts so why not join in the friendly banter and commorodery even if you don't have a porch~! Sitting in a lawn chair in front of the house or just on the stoop is good enough~! Even those who quit vaping like @Teresa P who hardly pops by anymore, but is always welcome.
Oh, I have both a front porch and a back porch. I usually go to my back porch because it’s screened in and has a fan. LOL I do lurk quite a bit. I’m other places too. I’ve been around quite a while. I didn’t realize Teresa stopped Vaping. Good for her. If I’m remembering right I think I’ve done some deals with her in the past.
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Yeah, I think I remeber your Avatar or pic from VB. ECF is the biggest shithole of a forum these days. Nothing there worthwhile with so many closed threads and the Veterans are mostly all banned. Let the Retarded One run the nuthouse and that's what you get.
Yeah, I gave up on ECF. I ended up getting locked out due to 2-Factor Authorization and couldn’t get anyone there to answer an email to help me get back in. So, I just said screw it. Wasn’t worth creating a new profile.
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I got Banned because the Returded1 was blaming the issues with the site on everyone's PC's so I posted proof it was them in the Report Issues thread about it and he banned me for proving he was a lying sack of shit.
10K posts and 10K likes.
Oh and trying to contact the Killer Stick Smoking owner went to deaf ears. They are only in it to make money from advertisers. That's why there is only like a dozen or so regulars who sign in nowadays.