CRUEL SUMMER
09/16/2010
CRUEL SUMMER
09/16/2010
I was making my way to work via the Southshore train this past week. I thankfully am able to get my own row to sit in for at least a few stops. It then inevitably starts to fill up once the station reaches East Chicago. As an aside the Southshore has a new project called the West Lake Corridor project that plans to extend the train line further Northwest. It's rumored to have a completion date of May 2025. I believe once this is completed there'll be less people at the East Chicago station as more of them will be waiting at the new extension. The majority of folks that board on East Chicago are likely taking it from locations further west.
So Hemingway (been a while since I said that word...LOL) we're approaching East Chicago and a boatload of folks comes in. One guy settles in my row. He stands for a long bit before deciding to sit down. Thankfully my row is a three seater so there's an extra seat at least that's dividing us. As he sat down I couldn't help but notice he bought with him a heavy scent of aftershave. Unfortunately he doused himself in way too much. The smell permeated the area I sat at and I was feeling like I could sneeze at any moment. What's worse is that the train continues to be very slow in making its way to downtown Chicago. So I was stuck for at least another 40 minutes or so dealing with the odor.
I noticed occasional whiffs of funk as well which oddly enough I welcomed as a change of pace from the strong aftershave. I realized that the gentlemen was likely using the aftershave to cover up his funk. I guess it almost succeeded. It's just as horrible when women douse themselves with tons of perfume. As soon as he got up to exit the stop before mine, I was relieved. I then made my way to the opposite side of the train to exit at the other end for my next stop and eventually....fresh polluted city air. Ahhh!
It's so funny. Actually when I was younger I didn't mind cologne or aftershave as much. I even dabbed a bit of the stuff on myself. The experience reminded me of a funny story my friend Eugene and I shared. (Funny now, not so funny at the time.) I believe the incident in question must've happened sometime in 2006 or 2007 early in our budding friendship.
Eugene and I hung out briefly when he was in town and I must've noticed the smell of the cologne he was wearing. I told him that it actually smelled pretty good and I was curious what the name of it was. Eugene mentioned that it wasn't cologne but rather an aftershave that he uses. I asked him what it was called and he revealed it without hesitation.
So next thing I know I decide to purchase the said aftershave, which set me back almost $40. The next time Eugene and I spoke, I told him that I found that same aftershave and purchased it. I might as well have told him that I voted for Trump in the last election. He was furious. He went into a rant on how the scent was something that he had for himself and prided himself on keeping the name a secret. He didn't want me copying him. I told him that we lived in different states so it wouldn't matter since our respective friends and acquaintances wouldn't know. But that didn't matter to him. He was mad with himself for telling me.
He eventually got over it. But it was touch and go for a minute there. I thought our new friendship wouldn't withstand the "betrayal" and come to an end. It's funny how crazy things like my recent encounter triggered this old memory of mine. I actually need to call Eugene and see if he remembers this moment or not. It's been so many years so hopefully he'll get as much of a chuckle out of it as I did when it came to mind.
Dom reminded me that today is Star Wars Day. There's an infamous line in the very first Star Wars movie Episode 4 - A New Hope where Obi-Wan Kenobi say to Luke Skywalker "May The Force Be With You". Since then every time May 4th rolls along, the running joke is "May The Fourth Be With You".
We had a full morning and early afternoon at least. Dom had a tele-appointment with his primary early in the morning. Apparently even for phone appointments, they charge a fee. Crazy.
Dom's been feeling lightheaded and dizzy a lot these days. The last time he felt that way and went to the ER, they said that the cause was due to his sinuses filling up. He didn't believe it since he wasn't feeling stuffy. He did try some Flonase and it may have helped his symptoms but it wasn't certain. He wound up missing three days of work this week due to it. When mentioning the symptoms again to the primary, they again alluded to the sinuses.
So after his appointment Dom wanted to go to Walgreens to pick up some prescriptions and Flonase. He also wanted to go to Costco and we both wanted to go early vote at a designated station. Afterwards the plan was to dine at a new diner that opened not far from where we lived.
We slowly got ready and wound up leaving the house just after 11am. We first went to Walgreens. He picked up his prescriptions and a couple other random items but forgot about the Flonase.
We next went to the early voting area. One thing about Dom is that he always manages to attract attention everywhere he goes. He's currently wearing his beard long just like Santa Claus. Even before doing this I remember when my sister Trina first met Dom she told me privately that he looked like Santa Claus...LOL. But he definitely looks like it now.
So we both went into the voting location and I let him go ahead of me. The staff gravitated towards Dom and of course was telling him of his resemblance to old St. Nick. They kept talking to Dom and of course Dom being the chatty Kathy chatted back. Meanwhile another staff member eventually came up to me. We both had to sign our names and give our addresses. Then we both were directed to vote.
I finished before Dom and the staff were all don't forget to take a sticker and thanks for voting, have a good day. No chatting with me...which suited me fine. LOL. Dom was still voting so I left and waited in the hallway for Dom. As I was leaving I heard the staff get all chatty again with Dom. I kept going and waited for Dom.
Dom came out a minute later. As we walked to the car, he told me that one of the staff noted that we had the same address. Dom proudly said that I was his spouse. He said that their faces changed once he said that. But he did not care. He told me that he was proud of me and loves me. That was so sweet.
One thing I'll say about Dom. He drives me crazy when it comes to his spending habits and other crazy things that he does. I know too that I do things that he doesn't like either. But one thing that I never have to doubt about Dom is his love for me. Despite it all I know he loves and cares for me and he shows it with his actions. I love Dom as well.
I do feel sad that Dom's slowed down a bit since we've been together. He needs a cane now to walk and was told he has a degenerative spine disorder. That along with full neuropathy in his feet and slowly in his hands has slowed him down a bit. I do worry about our trip next month since part of it is needing to take a shuttle from the economy parking. He tires so easily.
After our trip to Costco and then another trip back to Walgreens for the Flonase and then home, his energy was gone and he didn't have the energy to try the restaurant. So I had to walk there myself and order some lunch to go.
We did have a good lunch and I admit I felt sleepy shortly afterwards. Getting old sucks...but it's sweeter knowing that I have Dom in my corner. We just have to navigate through what life throws at us.
Vanessa Williams - Legs (Keep Dancing)
I've mentioned a couple times about Dom's spending habits. He did cool off for a spell on his doll purchases in recent months. Unfortunately his spending reared its ugly head again in the last couple weeks. There have been boxes of doll stuff arriving almost daily since that time in our household. It's been so frustrating seeing him regress back to old habits.
He keeps ordering more crap but isn't making any effort to sell any of the other crap that he no longer plays with. Instead our house gets more and more hoard-ish with the shit that he has. Seeing it sprawling in the hallways, bedrooms, and even in the dining room and living room has left me so disgusted.
One of the things I opened my eyes too was seeing how many things my parents accumulated by the time they were in their final years. It was up to my sisters and I (well mostly Trina) to sort through and eventually get rid of all my parents' stuff after they died. I told myself that I didn't want to have anyone having to weed through a lot of my shit when my time comes. I do actually have some stuff I need to weed through as well but my stash is nothing compared to what Dom has and continues to accumulate.
It just boggles the mind that he continues to do so when he has so much debt. One thing I was glad he did again this year was forego attending in person his biggest doll enabler's event where he would spend more money. I have a work-related networking event (which is not sponsored by my job...LOL) that's happening in June (the trip once said and done will probably cost me between $1500- $2000 depending on whatever excursions we do.) that he'll be tagging along with me instead. The enabler was not happy I imagine when Dom told her that and then had the gall to attack the current payment arrangement of $100 a month that I've been making to try and pay off his debt. I was a bit pissed thinking she's lucky to get that since Dom hasn't been doing anything to try and pay it off. Plus I don't know what he owes and he says he has an idea but won't tell me so I refuse to pay any more than I have to. I've paid over $3000 of the $4000 that I know of. Beyond that I don't know what he owes her.
But any progress he made there was lost when he decided to enter a lottery for the chance to pay for a trip to some other doll convention this coming October. It's still weird for me thinking of lotteries that if you win, you have to pay for the prize. Apparently that's a thing in the doll world. I was praying he wouldn't win but "of course he did"...LOL. He's trying to convince me to tag along but I'm not sure I want to go. Though unlike the other event, I would not be included in any of his doll activities and would have to entertain myself (which may not be a bad thing). Actually for my work-related thing, Dom would have to entertain himself as well. Luckily one of his doll buddies lives in the area so at least he'll get to hang with him.
Instead of trying to pay down what he owes, he continues to spend what little money he earns as a teacher buying more crap.
So of course for other discretionary fun things we do together, I have to pay for both of us. It's not that I mind as it is nice to have someone in my life to enjoy things with, but it feels like he's having his cake and eating it too. I have to be responsible for the mortgage, electric, gas, and other household stuff and any entertainment we do together and he spends most of his money on buying more crap and not thinking of paying any of his bills. I wish we could switch roles for a month so he can see how it feels.
We actually do have quite a bit of things that we're doing in the next several months. We're seeing two different shows in Chicago during the month of May, one of which he was dying to see (but of course wasn't making any effort to save for...LOL). In June we have my networking trip which we will get to enjoy a day together before heading back home. In July and August we're heading to Shipshewana, Indiana to see two different show (both of which he wanted to see). All of it of course is being funded by me.
I hate that I'm sounding like a negative nelly though. Dom has had a rough time of it in the last two years with his health issues and losing his Dad and younger sister less than a month from each other. I do thankfully have a good paying job (for now) and I am able to pay off my credit card debt in full every month now. So it does feel good to be able to do things that we both can enjoy.
But as I've learned during my last layoff, nothing lasts forever. I have no illusions that I may wind up being let go again when it's in the company's best interest to do so. So I'm continuing to try my best to try and be more financially independent. Ultimately I do want to enjoy life more but I want to be prepared for those rainy days and to ride the storm. Alas though it's been a lonely endeavor as I'm solely responsible for us both. I do hope I continue to keep making strides.
From the title of this thread you already know I'm about to talk about work shenanigans. Unfortunately when you have to work with different people there are times when you clash with them. In my case I mostly interact with my team online and even when going to the office, I still interact online since the majority of my team works in the Indianapolis office.
So there are a couple folks that are struggling in the support role. They let their cases drag out for weeks and months without updating their customers. This of course results in customers being angry and then management usually has to reach out to other engineers such as myself to clean up the mess.
One of those folks I will call Jerry. Jerry has a habit of sitting on his cases and continuously using stalling tactics. He also would not reach out for assistance only taking action when the case got escalated and then management needed to step in.
My manager found a role with a team where he would not be required to think. Pretty much the role would be resetting passwords for users or activating various features. Since he was transitioning his remaining cases were handed off to various team members. I was stuck with two of his cases. Sadly both of these cases were simple cases that could've been resolved that same day. Instead they were dragged for more than 30 days.
One of those cases I got on a call with the customer and Jerry. After I explained the solution the customer understandably was exasperated that it took almost two months to resolve. I asked him to create a request so I could get credit for the assist. He never did so and wound up closing the case before it could be done. I debated if I should reach out to management to complain but decided it wasn't worth the hassle.
His other case I inherited I was able to resolve the issue and received the same exasperated reaction. I've had a harder time closing the case as the customer is now stalling wanting to see if another person had any questions. But I'm hoping I'll be able to close it finally sometime this week.
As bad as Jerry was, there's one other employee that is even worse. Roni is one of those millennials that does the bare minimum but knows how to skirt the system to get by. He's done such things as messaging teammates and saying that he's at the spa while he's supposed to be at work. He's teased my manager mercilessly and even made an ignorant comment asking her if she bathes.
He reaches out to team members to ask questions but when you reply back he disappears. He is always hiding himself from being seen online.
When our area was hiring new engineers and they were looking for team members to act as mentors, he asked my manager if he could be a mentor. She told him "hell no". Why would she want new employees to emulate his behaviors?
There is a mandate that all senior employees must have the Advanced Admin cert as well as the AI Associate cert by the end of April or mid-May at the latest. The assumption is if they're unable to get it then they may be terminated. Roni does not have either. I'm praying that he's unable to get them and maybe they'll finally be able to get rid of him.
He is so lazy and I hate that he was moved to my swarm team. He's become quite the distraction to the channel and I dread having to assist him on his swarms as all he does is cut and paste any responses and sends them to the customer. For example one of his cases that I helped him on, I asked him if he could "please ask the customer for clarification on their question". I checked out his case and his response to the customer was "please ask the customer for clarification on their question". What an idiot! Surprisingly the customer did not blow up considering he talked to them in the third person.
Every job has their crazy, stupid people. Those are just a couple of them that I've had to deal with or still have to deal with periodically. I'll definitely have to keep things posted on Roni. A Roni that's definitely not the one to make their daddy real proud or the kind of Roni that stands out in a crowd (well actually he does but for all the wrong reasons...LOL) Bonus points if you know where that line came from. Hint...it's a popular song from a 90's R&B bad boy.
Universal Appeal - The Misfits
The media has definitely made the biggest deal out of the Solar Eclipse that took place on 04/08. The only story that was on repeat was the various outlets filming the moments live as the Solar Eclipse events played out throughout various parts of the country.
It was crazy seeing people make their way to various paths where they were expected the path of totality to take place. I was glad I didn't have to commute to Indianapolis since that was one of the spots of totality.
My neck of the woods was indirectly in the path but nonetheless we did experience a bit of darkness as the moon overtook the sun. Dom decided to stay home since he anticipated the kids would be extra nutty as a lot of area schools were doing various things to encourage the kids to watch the eclipse.
I will say that it was a bit surreal to see the eclipse in action. It does remind us that there are bigger things at play than all the crazy crap we deal with on a daily basis. And perhaps that's the whole point. Just like The Misfits song above, this post is short and sweet. Till next time.
I was feeling a bit nostalgic about my childhood when on Sunday afternoons my Mom would play some records that were from my parents time. A lot of the music were from French artists since my family were from the islands. One of my Mom's favorite artists was Mireille Mathieu. She's a French singer born July 22, 1946, the oldest of 14 children in a town named Avignon. She truly is the story of rising from rags to riches. The family lived in poverty for many years and she worked various odd jobs to make ends meet. She starting singing at age 4 and started singing at a local contest in 1962. She lost twice before winning in 1964 singing a song by another famous French singer Edit Pilaf. From there she worked her way up and went through her own ups and downs on her journey to being a world-wide musical sensation.
My Mom had several of Mireille's albums. One of my favorite albums to listen to was her album J'étais si jeune, which translates to "I Was So Young". Weren't we all? It especially became my favorite since the album was released in 1972, the year of my birth.
My Mom would translate the songs for us to try and better understand. I did appreciate the effort but always felt bad because I would later forget. I hate thinking that my Mom's efforts were in vain. They weren't though and what I couldn't forget was the amazing melodies themselves. Music indeed is the universal language that evokes feelings no matter the language. I remembered enjoying listening to them and the memories of seeing the joy in my Mom's face when it played. She would lovingly sing along to the music. They were happy times and it makes me miss my Mom.
This is why I wanted to take this time to translate the songs from Mireille's J'étais si jeune album. I have to give credit to the Lyrics Translate website for the translates. I'm so grateful that translations are so easily available today. Without further ado, here is the translations of Mireille's album.
Song 1 - J'étais Si Jeune
Almost three months ago I blogged about a past hookup named Anthony who I first met in 2005 and hooked up with in 2021 and again reconnected for a third time with, online at least. We promised to meet up sometime in 2024 for another hookup. Well that promise finally took place last Friday on 03/15.
I decided to take the 15th off since I made the 2 1/2 hour minimum trek to Indianapolis on the 14th for a work related quarterly townhall. The car trip of course was the most arduous part of the day. It was a mostly rainy morning though thankfully things cleared up by the time I arrived.
It seemed a lot of the newer folks were excited to see me. It felt a bit surreal to have all this attention on me since I like to stay out of the spotlight. I also found out that our townhall was not taking place in a conference room but rather at the Gainbridge Fieldhouse, home of the NBA's Indianapolis Pacers and the WNBA's Fever teams.
The stadium is about half a mile from our corporate office so the team all walked over. It was my first time inside the stadium. The townhall mostly featured lady trailblazers within the company talking about their various journeys at the company. There was also a slide featuring those who were promoted in the last quarter. I saw my name on the big screen which was pretty cool to see. At the end of the event we all got to take a group photo with one of the speakers and then we walked back to our office.
It just so happened that it was Pi Day so as part of that day, there were pizza pies available to all the floors for everyone to take part in. So at least lunch was taken care of.
I wound up staying a bit late to help one of my mentees on a particularly challenging case. I was glad I decided to take that Friday off.
So I noticed that Anthony stared at my "social networking" profile earlier that week without responding. Since I decided to take the day off on the 15th, I thought it would be good to reach out to him. But on Wednesday I started to experience the head cold symptoms that I managed to mostly avoid while Dom was still dealing with congestion. I wanted to message Anthony to let him know ahead of time that I took the day off. But I didn't know how I would feel by that day so I opted not to.
I told myself that I had to go Thursday to Indianapolis regardless since I didn't want to make it seem like I was avoiding the trip. I pretty much was sniffling and blowing my nose most of that day.
I was feeling stuffy come Friday morning but I still wanted to see if I could meet Anthony since I wasn't sure how soon I'd have another free day. I went back and forth though on messaging, reverting back to my high school days. I didn't want to be presumptuous that Anthony didn't have other plans for the day and wasn't just sitting around waiting for me to text him.
But I got encouragement from a random video I was watching from the website of an upcoming conference that I plan to attend in June. One of the speakers said, "Do It Scared, Do It Afraid, Do It Anyway." I never heard anyone encourage folks quite like that but I repeated that mantra and went ahead and texted Anthony. Worse case scenario he would just be busy and could always reschedule another time.
It turned out he wasn't busy and he invited me over. I managed to breath again through my nose after taking an inhaler decongestant. I prepped myself and then made my way over. Anthony and I chatted for a bit when I arrived. We did the same thing when we met in 2021.
It was then show time. Anthony and I had a great time again. He definitely knows what he's doing. It's cool that he still has the desire for sex in his 60's. I guess there are guys that still have it in their 60's and beyond.
He's a pretty cool guy. He's actually a retired school teacher that's going for a PH.D in education that he has a dissertation for in April. (Heh I guess I have a type...LOL). We were chatting afterwards about the lack of positive gay black couples that you see in media. He said he didn't even think at one time that black guys could be together in a relationship. I honestly didn't think it was possible either. I did try to connect with other gay black men with bad results. We both remembered this young-ish black couple in Atlanta that does Youtube videos and agreed that it is nice to see more representation these days.
I admit our conversation had me wondering what would've happened if Anthony and I had a second date. I just remembered not really feeling a spark with him so it never happened. But you never know what would've happened had I gave him another shot. Would I have even met Rock, Midas, or Dom? Would I have still worked at my previous job? Would I still be at my old home? Life is pretty interesting. Every choice you make leads to your other choices. Everything happens for a reason.
I am glad Anthony and I reconnected once again. Maybe we'll do it again sooner.
No I didn't get pulled over recently by a hot cop. But OMG...this video gave me the laughs that I didn't know I needed today. This woman definitely did her part to get herself out of a parking ticket. The cop in question (assuming it wasn't a staged video) was all smiles and damn it, he is hot. She threw a few truth bombs in there such as if all cops that were hired were as hot as he was, there would be no violence. I just had to share this video with whomever still reads my blog and most importantly for me to periodically look at when I need a smile on my face.
I have been pulled over by office cutie decades back. I wish I could've gotten away with doing this. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten a ticket. Though I wound up getting that ticket dismissed. Who knew too that I would wind up relocating almost ten years after that incident to Indiana, not far from where I had to go to court that time. Hopefully this woman didn't get one either. She definitely put a smile on my face and also on officer cutie.
Since getting my promotion I've definitely noticed my work days are getting busier. Besides having to be available for Severity 1 cases, I also have to make myself available for my mentees whenever they have case issues and also other team members with their questions. I also have to be able to meet my weekly goals at the same time. It's been crazy.
During my manager's weekly meeting a few weeks back, she mentioned that she wanted to have a segment where an individual talks about an interesting case and do a show and tell with the group. Our team mostly consists of wallflowers so you can imagine how well that suggestion went. So when my manager saw nobody was biting, she made a mention of going by alphabet for presenters. There was another team member with her name starting with A that of course protested.
Imagine my surprise when A suggested that she and I present a case together that she was asking my help on. I wasn't even trying to get my name tossed and somehow I wound up coming to the forefront. So basically I was volunteered with her the following week to present the case.
That week comes and the case in question actually is in investigation by another team and I didn't hear anything from A regarding what to present. So to save face I decided to dig out one of my cases to present. I quickly emailed the manager to let her know about my case.
So I wound up doing a presentation which I hated but it mostly went without a hitch. There was a minor hiccup in coding that I luckily was able to fix. Basically the case that A was wanting to present with me doesn't appear to be anymore ready this week to present. But I did my part last week so I'm hoping A steps up and presents another case.
But besides that it seems that management wants "senior folks" (I'm in that category now) to volunteer and update Knowledge Articles and do additional demos with other colleagues. I just want to go hide in a corner but I seem to be out in the open.
I will say that the promotion isn't all bad though. I'm definitely enjoying the raise that comes with it. I guess management wants to get their money's worth from me. Guess I need to step up my game.
Dom recently made several expensive purchases for his little hobby that were set to arrive a week back. He was eagerly looking forward to unboxing those items and taking pictures of them. He got an email while at school that his package was safely delivered to our residence. So imagine his shock when he didn't see a package when he got home. Of course he asked me if there were any deliveries and I said there weren't.
We have a problem where the street numbers for our blocks all match the same digits with a street name that starts with the same letter. We'll call that letter T. So we live at 555 Thomas Lane, the next street over there's a 555 Theodore Lane, the next street after that it's 555 Teddy Lane. You get the picture! Combine the closely named streets with an ever revolving cast of postal workers and you have a case of mistaken landings. There were times when we got mail and packages from 555 Teddy Lane and times when 555 Teddy Lane got our packages. I honestly feel there may have been times when the deliverer realizes the error but due to time constraints they're like fuck it, the recipients will sort it out.
So Dom made me go to 555 Theodore Lane and 555 Teddy Lane to see if his package landed there. It's harder for him to move around efficiently these days so it's easier to send me. I wasn't thrilled about doing it but you do things when you're in a relationship. So neither of our neighbors had the package. So having spent an obscene amount of money, Dom was upset wondering where it could be.
The next day he went to our local post office. The person working there told him there was nothing she could do and that he would have to go to a larger branch for assistance. He posted a rant message on our local Facebook page asking for help in whereabouts. I of course told him that I wished he didn't insult the postal workers in the process since the very people that read the message may very well be related to a postal worker or is an actual worker. But of course Dom didn't care. We had that discussion before on our differences to approaching situations and how we mirrored my parents so won't mention it again...LOL.
In the end after he went to the larger branch, they confirmed that the package had the wrong address and it actually went to someone at 505 Thomas Lane. Guess who had to go pick it up? Apparently the home isn't occupied but thankfully the package was still there, slightly weathered of course. I was glad things had a happy ending this time. He's in the process of resolving the issue with the sender having the wrong address.
But I couldn't help but wonder if we didn't have a revolving cast of postal workers and had a regular person working the route, like we used to have, the story would've taken a different turn. Someone who was familiar with the route may have looked at the name and say "Dom lives at 555 not 505. I believe the package should go there." Then that person would likely ring our doorbell and verify that the package belonged to our household. Also a regular person may think there's never any mail delivered at 505, what is going on?
Having different postal workers every other day, I wouldn't expect them to remember the nuances like people's name. They just read what's on the address and place it there. So they weren't totally distracted on their phones like Dom complained about in this case. Well they probably were but they only were delivering at the address that was printed on the label. And thank goodness the mislabel was an actual address. On our block there's a 505, 525, and 555 but nothing between. What if the label said 515 or worse 155. Where would the package have gone? Thankfully for me the place was only six houses away and thankfully no one stole the package.
Another thing about not having a regular postal worker is who would I give the holiday tip to. I remember I used to tip my postal worker at my old house around the holiday time and I may have done it once at our current home when we used to have a regular worker. But with the revolving line of credit, you wind up tipping whoever is lucky to show up that day and the others get stiffed. It is a shame how things change and not always for the better.
My manager mentioned in our weekly team meeting that our company is mandating that everyone returns back to the office 3 days a week. There wasn't much reaction on the call on the news. The company made some noise last year on wanting employees to return to the office. A couple folks left the company because of the news and there's been a lot of discord from folks on our message boards where grievances can be aired. But the trend seems to be pushing towards getting folks to return. It's said that 90% of companies are planning to implement return-to-office policies by end of 2024. Also 30% threaten to fire those who do not comply.
There's been stories of downtowns becoming ghost towns since the pandemic. According to a Forbes article, downtowns in Chicago, Vancouver, Seattle and San Francisco are at most half as active as they were in their heyday.
I will say that even though the SouthShore trains seem full when I do go in the office, I can see that the station parking lots aren't as full as they used to be. I remember when I was working downtown Chicago in 2018 that some mornings when I had to drive to the further location to park if you were late, you would not get a parking spot. Now I can park in an area that's mostly away from folks and there's not a lot of cars nearby. Also the trains have been reducing cars which is why the trains still seem full. I do look forward to the station nearby finally being available so I don't have to worry about commuting to the station.
It's so funny when I was talking to Eugene about my promotion, he was telling me that I should consider going back to the office at least twice a week. He was telling me about some moves he had to make on the job that required an in-person touch that email would not work.
I'll admit I've been spoiled by mostly working remote and not thrilled by having to return. I'm especially annoyed since this week is Fat Tuesday and I was looking forward to going to a local bakery to get some Paczki's but Tuesdays and Thursdays they want us in the office. I may just have to go extra early to the spot and then just be a little late for work. But you know I guess I shouldn't bitch too much since I did get that promotion. Rather this then my Amazon days, right.
Madonna - Causing A Commotion
Refrain:Obviously of course people for the most part do work. In fact U.S. workers work a lot harder and longer than most other countries. According to this Money article, Americans work hundreds of hours more than their European counterparts. This translates to around 1750 hours. Apparently if you hate work, Germany is the place to be as they clocked the least number of average working hours. Americans work about ten weeks more than their German counterparts.
Despite the high number of hours Americans work, China and India workers work much longer. Average working hours in those countries clocked over 2100 hours annually.
But I wouldn't know that after I ventured over to my local Costco last Friday just around 11am. I thought it would be less crowded but the parking lot was nearly full though at least the gas line there wasn't as bad. I was released early from my voluntary time off that I've been doing periodically for the last six months. My company encourages employees to take Voluntary Time Off to help out the local communities. I found a foodbank in Northwest Indiana to volunteer some time at.
So as I said earlier I was leaving my VTO after 10:30 am since work was light. Dom and I needed some things from our local Costco so I decided to take advantage of the extra time since I wasn't due back to work till 12:30. As I walked into the store I couldn't help but ask myself 'Do People Work?'...*LOL*.
Obviously remote work has become more common since the pandemic. With that flexibility I imagine a lot of folks take advantage of being close to home by venturing out to run errands during their workday. Remote working is nothing new as I first was introduced to the concept at my old job back as early as 2002.
It was more of an anomaly back then. I remember telling a few friends that I worked remote sometimes and they were so jealous. When our company moved headquarters to a location further from most folks locations in 2008, to appease workers they allowed remote work 2 days a week. And the last four or five years before I eventually got laid off in 2017, I was working remote 4 days a week and coming in one day a week.
The rest of the working world caught on to remote work when the pandemic took over in March 2020. Companies have been fighting to bring workers back to the office but once people got a taste of it and the newfound freedom being at home bought, folks do not want to go back. Judging from the shoppers at Costco, I can see why they don't want to be pulled back in the office full-time. I will say if there's a way I can work remote 5 days a week, I would do it in a heartbeat. But I do have a sweet schedule now, I go in the office once a week in Chicago now and then I venture to the Indianapolis office once a month (with some flexibility in the winter months meaning I probably won't venture there until March or April). Hopefully I can still hang on to that deal.
As I've blogged before my hubby Dom has a little thing for dolls. His hobby has been fascinating and annoying me for years. When bitching about it with a random acquaintance once, they asked me what is behind Dom's obsession with doll collecting. Dom explained that growing up he was envious that his two sisters were given dolls and he was never given any. You know one of those gender microaggressions where boys need to be into sports and action figures (which actually are a different kind of doll) and girls need to be into dolls and pink. So when Dom grew up, he decided to make up for his parents not giving him dolls by purchasing them en masse.
Our home literally has dolls sprinkled in almost every room with only the kitchen and bathrooms not having them on display. When we moved into our home, he insisted on the largest bedroom being his doll room. Every inch of that room is filled with all kinds of dolls. His main style of doll are what are called 16-inch dolls which are slightly taller than Barbie. His collection even has various dolls from a cartoon I used to watch in the 80's that was catered to girls. The cartoon was Jem & The Holograms. I used to secretly enjoy singing songs from Jem's rival band The Misfits. I never had an interest in collecting anything from them though. Dom didn't really know much about Jem but collected them because he liked how they looked. It wasn't until the DVDs came out around the time we started dating and I introduced me to them that he said he collected those dolls as well.
The dolls managed to creep their way into the other bedrooms including our main room (though I sleep alone in there since he's more comfortable these days sleeping on his easy chair). But I get the pleasure of having his dolls appearing everywhere. His collection is so huge that he has boxes of doll stuff overtaking our upstairs hallway and also in a couple rooms in the basement. It borders on hoarding but at least I'm not stepping on dolls everywhere though I have to be careful not to step on a pin that may be hiding on the carpet.
I could go on and on about how unhealthy his obsession is but what has me ranting about it in this post is that at the time this rant began, it's 4:20 AM and we're both up because of work and he decides to blast music from the 2023 Barbie Movie that came out. Such a fun thing to wake up to. He's of course been obsessed with that movie since it's came out and he's forced me to watch it when it finally was released on Disney. Of course he had to see it when it came in the theatre.
Yes it's one of those things I've had to get used to. I guess it's a good thing I love him...LOL. Time to get ready for work. How fun!
I stumbled across a YouTube channel that I used to watch on the regular in the mid 2010's. They were a pair of sexy physically fit twins named Keith and Kevin Hodge born in Virginia. They started their original channel to try and see if they could supplement their income while both were working as insurance agents. Things quickly took off for them and it wasn't long before the money they made off Youtube was enough for them to quit their jobs and do their channel full-time.
Most of their early work comprised of answering "viewer" letters that they received asking them for advice on various topics like Friends With Benefits, Getting Your Partner To Go Downtown, or Signs Your Partner is Cheating. Their videos would start with antics where Keith will initially be sitting alone on camera on the right-hand side background and Kevin will slowly appear on camera, primping and posing and starting off the topic before Keith would leap up in front and playfully shove Kevin aside saying "Move out the way" before he starts primping and posing himself and eventually tag-teaming with Kevin on the given topic. Some of their older videos which I can't find anymore they used to actually read the letters and at the end Keith would always say "but you can do whatever the fuck you wanna do". I loved hearing them talk about "mushroom tips" and "getting in sugar walls".
I definitely enjoyed watching their antics and while both are hot, I had more of an attraction to Keith. He was the more serious of the two twins and maybe that's what appealed to me. Both were big on fitness and also had various fitness videos as well both on their channel and as guests on other Youtube fitness channels. They also for a time made various food videos where they review items from various restaurants.
Anyway they got so big that they started scheduling comedy shows and selling merchandise. I never did attend any of them and I remember stopping watching them after they started showing their "conversative side".
Apparently they lost a large number of their viewers once they did so. I was also dismayed to learn that they are Donald Trump fans. I just can't imagine anyone with a brain supporting him. Plus it seems like a lot of their posts are on attacking trans folk. They come across as ignorant during those times.
But I do feel like a lot of it is that people will root for their team no matter what. In their case since they consider themselves conservative, they'll support Trump no matter what. The same happens on the other side as well. I know growing up we were raised to support liberal no matter what. The Hodge Twins were no exception as black men growing up in a liberal family. But somewhere along the way they decided that their opinions lean more on the conservative side.
I will say that I have found that I have some conservative values. I do believe in individualism in the sense that I believe in relying on myself to make things better. At the same time though I do know sometimes folks may need a helping hand. I just don't like it if people abuse the system (whether they receive welfare instead of betting themselves or get to shield the majority of their riches from being taxed and not helping those in need). Also a person's individualism should not infringe on any other person's rights.
But getting back to the Hodge twins. I actually do find their videos to be entertaining. Even though they tend to harp on the negative stereotypes of black folks, they do sometimes seem to try and apply logic in trying to understand the other side of things. For example they drew a conclusion that if a trans woman "tricked" them into having sex, they would not consider themselves to be gay since they were attracted to the feminine aspects of the person. I also agree with them that trans women (though I wonder how they feel about trans men) should not trick straight guys into having sex with them. I do get that they are attracted to straight men but I feel that honesty is the best policy. If a guy doesn't want them because they are trans, they have to move on to the next. I've had to learn that lesson with gay guys that weren't attracted to me so that should be the same with trans.
I think for me what I most like about the Hodge twins is that it's cool seeing how they both interact with each other. They are brothers in every sense of the word. They joke around with each other and have an inside language all their own. They seem to balance each other out too. Kevin is the mellow jokester to Keith's stern serious nature.
I always remember wishing I had a twin growing up. I feel like my life would've been more interesting. I do wonder if my twin would be a carbon copy of me or if he would be completely opposite of me.
Seeing the Hodge twins interact fulfills that fantasy for me. I do believe that is their main appeal even if on the underlying level I do not agree with a lot of what they say. Needless to say I'll still occasionally watch their videos.
I know I'm not alone in this. I always fantasized what my life would be like if I ever won the lottery with a substantial amount of money. If I won at least 20 million dollars (after taxes of course), would I quit my job? Would I tell my family? Sell my house and move somewhere warm? Take the lump sum or spread out the winnings over 20 years? How would my life change?
I've heard the horror stories about people who've won big jackpots but managed to lose it all either because of unscrupulous people (including family), bad money management (which is at the heart of it), and just not knowing what to do. Some people even lost their lives because of those same reasons.
I definitely feel like I would not tell my sisters if I won. I wouldn't be able to hide it from Dom but I would implore him not to tell his family either. I would definitely opt to not make my name public. That would mean hiring a lawyer and I believe setting up a trust and having that trust be named. I can just imagine every Tom, Dick, and Larry coming out of the woodworks begging for a piece of the pie.
I wouldn't want my neighbors to know either which means keeping the same car or just buying a newer car that's a few years old. I probably wouldn't quit my job right away either. Maybe stick it out for another six months to a year and then make up a different excuse for leaving. Thankfully age may help out here. Ideally I would love to early retire at 55 if possible. I'll be 52 in October so that'll only be 3 more years after that. So I could definitely rock that excuse.
As an aside I'm still keeping the faith that Blackberry will allow me to have that dream happen. I also invested in a "blockchain" play that I'm hoping will blossom. Supposedly "blockchain" is the next big thing after Artificial Intelligence. Just hope I'm on the right trains. Of course the bulk of my investments are in safer vehicles.
But back to my hypothetical question. I would probably keep the same house and if I hadn't already definitely pay off the mortgage. That's a big thing with me and I am blessed that our mortgage is very cheap compared to the average mortgage which according to Trading Economics website is around $407,000 (as of Jan 5th). In 2022 the Average Monthly Mortgage payment was $2,317. Ours is definitely below average for both. Dom had hinted that he'd love to move to London though realistically I don't know if that would be possible unless we won the lottery. Plus that dream would have to be funded by me...*LOL*. But if we could swing it, it actually would give us access to visit other European countries more easily.
If I won the lottery I would look into anonymously giving money to my family and include myself so suspicion would be taken off me. I'd do the same with my current Church and of course Dom's family. Once I quit my job I'd love to do more volunteering and again anonymous donations to different charities. Again I do not want them knowing it came from me. I'd like to be one of those people that when I finally leave this Earth, people would be shocked to find out I was a multi-millionaire. Basically being "The Millionaire Next Door" blending in with the rest of the neighborhood and not standing out in any way.
Dom and I would definitely go on more trips. We've both been blessed to have traveled to many places (together and separate) but there's so many places I have not been too that I would love to see. There's Germany, Italy, France (which is a shame since our family has French ties), Australia, South Africa, just to name a few. I'll admit I would worry a little bit about the house being gone but I would definitely have more cameras installed throughout to keep watch on things.
I would probably get some newer clothes and gadgets. Eat out more and if the servers are particularly good, leaving $100 or $200 tips. Of course I would pay off all Dom's debts as well. Basically it would be nice to enjoy life more instead of always stressing about money. I will say that I'm not stressing about it as much as I used to but I know that we're all just one disaster away from losing everything and having to struggle.
Basically I'd do almost everything the caller in the video I shared has done. Some almost think the caller was a plant and he very well could be but it was so cool how they seemed to have everything planned. He and his wife didn't even tell their two teenage kids (don't have that problem) which I definitely think is wise since they're not old enough to realize the ramifications plus as he said cleverly -- he doesn't want them to become "waiters", waiting for them to die...*LOL*. He wants the kids to figure out what they want to do in life and work to achieve those goals. Then once they have their jobs and lives started, sharing the news with them. It just makes so much sense. Now he did tell one sibling which I'm not sure I would've done. But otherwise he seemed to do everything right. Maybe he was a plant for the show...LOL.
But anyway it's nice to dream a little dream sometimes. Who knows, maybe it'll come true? Will I share it on the blog? You'll have to wait and see. LOL.