The house is empty now and you know what that means. Uh-huh, no kids to worry about walking in during sex. Sex anytime and anywhere, yee-haw!
Today as I was driving my son to work, (he’s wrecked his car again), I was listening to the local NPR station. They were running a story about the Puerto Rican debt crisis. The report talked about how their government has been mis-spending funds and borrowing money on bond debt for over 20 years.
I left Taco Bell right before the Christmas holiday in 1978. How that all transpired is a very interesting story in of itself and one I plan to write one day. In just two weeks I stumbled upon a job at the Deuscher Foundry. I stopped into Job Service in downtown Hamilton on the West side of the river and the lady I spoke with said something had just come in and it might be right up my alley. Two interviews later and I was the new assistant production clerk, getting the office experience I wanted. I’ve shared a number of fun stories about Deuscher’s like this one and this one, or even this one. Lunchtime was special there too and so it deserves a little attention. Continue reading
Bicycles have always been important to me. Before you misread me though, I’m not a bicycle ‘freak’ – they aren’t my sole activity. Actually, I don’t really have a sole activity. I’m one of those guys who’s always wanted to experience a wide list of diversions so I participated in a multitude of activities and became a master of nothing. But I’ve always loved biking. The importance to me of a bicycle stems back to my childhood (read me) when having a bike meant having freedom to explore the world. Continue reading
Mentioned in my first Foundry Days story (read me) as our sales were declining during the 80’s and we were finding ourselves with lots of free time, we all were finding ways to tease each other and entertain ourselves. The manufacturing areas of the foundry were hot, dirty, dangerous and required very strong backs. No practical jokes ever got played around the iron or the dangerous grinders – people could get killed. Away from the iron was a different story. We only had two females. They both worked in the office. In fact, I can only remember one female ever applying to work in the shop. It was a bunch of guys working together and with no females there to keep us in line, the old adage ‘boys will be boys’ often played out. Continue reading
There are of course many qualities and behaviors which should be nurtured as we’re trying to learn to be good leaders; aspects like integrity, trust, mutual respect and several others. I’ve always tried to lead and manage by applying The Golden Rule. I understand what it means to have the ‘luck of birth’. We don’t get a choice as to our fathers and mothers or how they choose to raise us. No one likes to follow, (or even be around), people who think they are better than others. Humility is an important aspect to display when you’re trying to gain the respect of, and lead others. Nowhere is this perhaps more important than in dangerous areas – whether it is in a militaristic situation or, in my case, working for 8 years in a foundry where perhaps 20% of our population had criminal records. Continue reading
I just love coffee. Truth be told, my coffee drinking represents my major source of my water intake. Another truth be told, I guess I’m not a “real” coffee drinker because I don’t like it black – I love my flavored creamers. I’ve drunk lots and lots of different coffee types and brands ranging from the major store brands to the Hawaiian and Costa Rican coffees to the Saudi coffee which is more like a tea/coffee combo (thank you Linda). My wife and I agree though on our favorite coffee; Doka Estates in Costa Rica, their peaberry roast. Can I tell the difference between the various roasts and brands? I just know what I like. Can I tell decaffeinated from ‘the real thing’? Not if it’s a great tasting decaf blend like Cafe Britt’s of Costa Rica.
I once worked with a couple of young guys though who claimed they could tell the difference between regular and decaffeinated coffee. Really? Let’s see…. Continue reading