Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Crossing This Ocean, To a better job

So being a new year 2015 with things looking better in the US
and hoping people will get a job they like this year.
I hope to see more "Crossing This Ocean" to get a better job if they need to!

The days of working in a job that sucks is getting over.
You deserve better like the pursuit of happiness!

The job markets have been stagnant with pay lack of sales, slow growth
as many consumers stay home with lower pay.
It has been like a Ocean! But many now are seeing land.
About time! It's good that people are standing up for better pay making
states take action raising their pay. This is stuff I have been pushing for a long time.
And it is truly awesome!

But I still have to say about living in a small town or living in a state that is against
the mass of low income people. They need to test the waters before they jump
off the deck! Always get the job first then jump! Small towns, and bad states don't
share the wealth with the workers well. And if your state is not raising the pay and
is lowering taxes, the growth will be slow as workers go unsupported and stay home.
It's the other states that raise the pay giving better sales and more taxes payed etc
that will set up the other states to run better. It takes time in other bad run states.

It's ok things take care on themselves the pay will have to go up!
Like in Oklahoma with the gas prices going down and the tax cuts they want to do.
It's pulling down the greedy here overall and talk about unsupported workers staying home
with no sales, as the tax money many need gets cut down.
The poor will just cut their spending to offset the lack of help they get.
It's ok, it's like burning down the weeds making room for grass to grow.
Grass being better pay! Grass don't grow overnight! So give it time, it will get better!

I hope many have a better new year, a new start. In the past I remember a guy at work
in the 90's that was doing a "job rotation." he would work three jobs every two years.
He would work at one place for two years then he would eventually get fired or quit
in that time, then he would work at the other place and in two years move on, then
he would go to the third job and two years move on. Then he would go back the first place
he started in the first place and by then it has been 6 years since he started working there.
I guess it was like a statute of limitations thing relating to his job history.
"When you work nothing is good enough for them, so just work your best
and know it's your best." And rotate! Can you see doing that these last few years!

I had my fun at work! I would like to see fun come back at work!

I hope to see those times come back! The job market needs to change!
Like the In Praise of Idleness: By Bertrand Russell. I believe it!

Also you need to follow your heart. It's a matter of where the love is!
If you found it why leave?

Monday, December 29, 2014

Hanging up on a bomb threat 4 times.

Yes I did in the 1990's hung up on a bomb threat four times
when I worked at the Marriott Hotel as a banquet server.

Thinking about it the guy was an American that called in the threat
and at that time the only one doing those things American was
the Unabomber! So I don't know, it fits my life experiences.
I'm the only man in history that hung up on the Unabomber? Would be funny!

The view of that back then was not to cater to some pervert that is probably
on the phone jacking off as he is telling me there is a bomb there.
What am I going to hold his $#%& for him. NO! Hang up on the bastard,
and I did. Four times! I am not going to cater to his every fantasy, that would
be like me holding his $#%& for him! It would make me bad as him!

He first called me in the morning, a busy time. I picked up the work phone,
and he told me there is a bomb there.
The first thing I thought of is a sick guy jacking off calling in a threat.
So I think I said "You sick bastard" and hung up on him.

He called back and started to yell at me, so I yelled back "Stop yelling at me"
and I hung up again.

Then a bit later he called back and calmly told me there is a bomb there
and I said "Ya I left a bomb in the bathroom and it didn't do me any good!"
and I hung up on him again. I was trying to put him off so he don't call back.

By then this guy working with me had been hearing what I have been saying
on the phone. "You sick bastard!" "Stop yelling at me!"
"Ya I left a bomb in the bathroom and it didn't do me any good!"
So that was really funny to hear so he asked me
"Dude who's calling you? LOL!" And I said "Ah just some bomb threat."
"WTF" and he took off back into the room we where working knowing
what I said on my end of the phone. AKA he got out of dodge!
He didn't know to take me serious or not but he figured it was BS,
it was funny to him that someone was bugging me
because it makes good gossip later.

The guy called again by then I was sick of his crap so I hung up
and put the phone off the hook.

All of that to me it was BS so it was out of my mind.
So when I took out the trash later that night after working
most of the day, I put the trash in compactor, hit it and
went back in as it was running. Going down the hall a bit there was
a loud boom sound and the swinging doors swung back and forth.
I just stood there looking at them "Like ok? What ever!"
There are booms a lot there being people put balloons in the
trash compactor a lot to get rid of them being the hotel
is in a fight path of the airport.

So after the doors swung I went back to work being we where
busy at the time. I really did not connect the bomb threat
and the boom at the trash compactor.
All we knew oh great the trash compactor is broke now.

And when they sent the guy over later in the week to fix it.
He only said we shouldn't over stuff it so much!

Life goes on! Rule of thumb always hang up on bomb threats
don't hold his $#%& for him! I really think people need to do that more
don't fall into their BS! Hang up!!!! It takes care of it's self in the end!

Or... You could sadly...

p.s. Many people hang up on people im not the only one!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Sekhmet and Ptah, strange as it is

I knew something was up, when in summer school sometime in the 80's.
I made a pyramid and landscape out of colored paper in art class.
I was just working on it, like a "Go with the flow let the power be yours"
kind of thing. I made the pyramid white, not sand color like most did.
This was back when the kids in school didin't really know it
was white looking in the days and I made mine white
when others went with sand color.

I felt like there is something of value about me relating to the
times of the pyramid. Sort of a past life thing, something,
strangely relating. I mean Ptah kind of fits me being inventive,
making things better, better way of doing things.

"Ptah is the patron of craftsmanship, metalworking, carpenters,
shipbuilders, and sculpture. From the Middle Kingdom onwards,
he was one of five major Egyptian gods with Ra, Isis, Osiris and Amun."

Also strangely it kind of relates to my past life memory sort of, but not of!

"In Egyptian mythology, Ptah is the demiurge of Memphis, god of craftsmen
and architects. In the triad of Memphis, he is the spouse of Sekhmet and the
father of Nefertum. He was also regarded as the father of the sage Imhotep."

"Ptah is the Creator god par excellence:
He is considered the demiurge who existed before all things, and by his willfulness,  
thought the world. It was first conceived by Thought, and realized by the Word:  
Ptah conceives the world by the thought of his heart and gives life through 
the magic of his Word. That which Ptah commanded was created,
with which the constituents of nature, fauna, and flora, are contained."

"He also plays a role in the preservation of the world and the permanence of
the royal function. In the Twenty-Fifth Dynasty, the Nubian pharaoh Shabaka
would transcribe on a stela known as the Shabaka Stone, an old theological
document found in the archives of the library of the temple of the god at
Memphis. This document has been known as the Memphite Theology,
and shows the god Ptah, the god responsible for the creation of the
universe by thought and by the Word."

Don't know but the part of being a builder making things work better.
Give it redneck innovation relating to income but still it's there!

And the part about Sekhmet? I had a past girlfriend that was sort of like
that and she did like beer and tomato juice. Not putting anyone down,
but that had of been a past life connection or a red string of fate kind of thing.
It was strangle past connected. Strange things happen!

Things do get strange! I met her before I met her! That said a lot!

"In a myth about the end of Ra's rule on the earth, Ra sends Hathor or Sekhmet
to destroy mortals who conspired against him. In the myth, Sekhmet's blood-lust
was not quelled at the end of battle and led to her destroying almost all of humanity,
so Ra poured out beer dyed with red ochre or hematite so that it resembled blood.
Mistaking the beer for blood, she became so drunk that she gave up the slaughter
and returned peacefully to Ra."

"Sekhmet is another daughter of Ra. Sekhmet was depicted as a lioness or large cat,
and was an "eye of Ra", or an instrument of the sun god's vengeance.
In one myth, Sekhmet was so filled with rage that Ra was forced to turn her
into a cow so that she would not cause unnecessary harm.
In another myth, Ra fears that mankind is plotting against him and sends Hathor
(another daughter of Ra) to exterminate the human race.
In the morning Sekhmet goes to finish the job and drinks what appears to be blood.
It turns out to be red beer, and she is too intoxicated to finish the slaughter."

So really this story is about having sort of a past life experience.
Past lovers in another time, connected? 
Im not saying the ex was drunk on purpose or over aggressive.
It's just something about it all strangle relating, can't say it's not.
I accept her as she is a keeper!

Friday, December 26, 2014

In a world of low pay, Booya! Redneck Innovation!

More innovation is needed looking at 2015 coming!
With my pay I see it as like many poor see credit.
"Don't you want to buy a house?" Not when the banks
underwriter says "Sorry your income is too low!"

Really it takes money to have credit,
and if you can't afford it why would you pay more for it?
If I can't afford it I won't get it.
NO! Better yet I will make it into something I want or
something that blows my mind! That's the ticket!

Innovation needed as in when I was DE-carbonizing
my cars engine before it had 135,000 miles on it.
I have done this many times!

 I could buy Sea Foam for like $11 or do what I did
with much more fun! Buy one bottle of Marvel Mystery Oil
at $4+ and 3 bottles of 70% alcohol for $1 each.
(I get more for the money that way.)
Getting the empty 2 liter pop bottle I was saving
and mixing it all in there shaking it up and with a
small tube attached to a vacuum line of my
intake manifold with me sitting in my car
getting ready to rev my engine up and suck in
some of the mix.

Only to look over at my left to see a rich lady
and her kid in a SUV next to me with mom
calling the cops on me!
How do I explain what I am doing? Im not making METH!
So with that I revved up my engine and sucked in the mix
knowing I don't have much time. Making a big smoke cloud
so I can get away without the lady getting my
license number. Booya! (True story, it's all true!)

When you do that to your car it smokes really bad
afterwords, best noted in the time I did that and
driving down the street gently so I don't smoke too bad.
I finally got to a stretch of road where I could floor it.
So at the stop sign I looked around and seen no one.
So I floored it taking off making a massive smoke cloud
as my engine screamed down the road. (Glass-pack etc.)
When I noticed some kids running back into their house!
They where playing outside when they stopped to look at
me just sitting there at the stop sign.
Only to scream down the road smoking like a beast of hell
looking like a big burnout with the smoke. Fun for a small town!

"Redneck Innovation" is fun! And that is the point,
why do without when you can have a joy in life
making it yourself! Life is good!

I hope more get out there and innovate in 2015!

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Spaghetti and fried Bumblebees

Although I worked in hotels and a country club once out of the many
jobs and life experiences I had. I have never worked in a restaurant.

Both places have something like the saying "what happens in the hotel
stays in the hotel" in different ways but sometimes there is too much to say.

Still you want to protect your workplaces interest.
Like in the 90's sometime when I worked in a country club.
The boss warned me about the rich old ladies "Shagging the waiters."
"Be aware if a rich old lady wants to take you to Jamaica"
Funny and even the Beavis and Butthead in me thought
about getting a job there but really, NO!
He said if it happens keep it there, not at work!

Many of the workers would know you are hooked up
with a lady. They would like see the two looking at each other a lot.
But what you do together is the part of
"what happens in the hotel stays in the hotel" They don't care.
And won't blah, blah about it. They know it's like their business
and its kept there. Like in the 90's many workers all over knew
I was in love with a Angie Dickinson lookalike my boss.
Even a banquet manager told me "she misses you,
you need to come back to work there." So I did!
So the point was if we did something together it stayed there not at work.
If it happens keep it there, not at work!
But they all know and won't say anything.
Never got to Jamaica but at least I know!

And that is the point Banquet servers, waiters and waitresses know!
And you need to know to make life better for everyone!

~~~~6 restaurant secrets only servers know
Like it or not, waiters and waitresses wield tremendous power over your life,
from determining your seating position on a hot date to making you wait extra-long
for a check on a terrible Tinder date. They also know secrets. Lots of secrets.
About your food. About your style. About your libido. And unless you've
spent time serving food and drinks to the unknowing, you'll never be in on
the wealth of knowledge floating around the restaurant... until now.
We consulted servers from across the nation to spill their dirty secrets
about your favorite restaurants.

Next time you're lambasting your waiter about your order, remember
that they know more than you think.

Your order wasn't screwed up because of a clerical error
"We've all been drinking. Period."

It's very, very obvious that you're on a first date
"Ordering for that girl with the shifty eyes, who keeps looking at her phone,
was your first misstep, but rest assured you've given most of the staff a giggle."

Your wandering eye is not subtle
"We know you’re looking over the menu at our racks, and we will exploit your
perviness by flirting for tips."

If you don't like your drink, you might be a hero
"Sorry you mistook a Manhattan for a Cosmo, but don't be surprised if your
order is messed up again after you send it back mainly because we just
quaffed the drink you rejected, and we’re still thirsty.”

Your service animal is a big, furry lie
"We know your service animal is just a pet. You're not fooling anyone.
We're just paid to be nice and are hoping you'll tip more if it
poops on the floor."

You can totally score with the bartender
"If you've been giving him eyes, he's probably
already asked us about you."

Complaining won't cause someone to spit in your food
"Nobody does that. They just make fun of you.
And maybe burn your steak a little."

Your server knows whether you're going to get laid
"Your date isn't wearing underwear.
That's why we keep dropping stuff on the floor."

Your problems are just a waiting game
"The manager doesn't really care about your problem.
She's just waiting to see how little she has to comp you."

A ramekin is not some mythical beast of yore
"No matter how many episodes of Chopped you've watched,
you have no idea what a ramekin is. Hint: that order of ranch
you forgot to ask for until after your order came out is sitting in it."

Rudeness and cultural differences are very different things
"Europeans can come off as very rude sometimes, but they’re
just used to grabbing servers by the belt when they need a Splenda."

Your frugality is not appreciated
"If you've ever ordered just a water with lemon, you have
been hated by at least one person."

Your clever cheap-skating is not clever
"No, you can’t substitute a T-bone for your fries."

~~~~16 ways you're making your waiter/waitress hate you
Fact: people in restaurants can be terrible, and being terrible can seriously
piss off the people who touch your food and drinks.
These are the last people you want holding a grudge against you.
But there's a way around it. Take a look at this handy guide to things
that really get under the skin of your server and then do the exact opposite.

Splitting a bill 30 ways, especially after it's been delivered
Most servers are happy to split a bill up; just give them a heads up you order.
Other places don't allow split bills, so have cash on hand.
Otherwise, you're forcing a server to do math that would give
Archimedes a headache.

Linger during a dinner rush
There are dozens of people waiting. Maybe you should show your
friends pictures of your dog in costumes somewhere else, instead
of filling up on water like a camel while starving people drool over your table.

Say, "Oh, I didn't like this -- can I get something else?"
You ordered the miso-glazed salmon before realizing you like
neither miso nor salmon. And you hate hyphens. If you want little nibbles,
hit up a tapas bar or Old Country Buffet.

Slip him/her your number
Classic, classy move, Robert Browning. If she wanted to see you in a
situation where she wasn't being paid to be nice to you, she
would have given you her digits.

Write a message on a receipt in lieu of a tip
"You look great today" isn't gonna get anybody a post-work drink,
or, you know, food for their kid. And "the service was terrible" isn't
going to get you any further away from the gates of hell.
If you aren't gonna tip, the lack of money will make your point.

Tip in change
Unless you're packing a handful of quarters or Sacajawea dollars,
nobody wants to deal with the contents of your car's cup holder,
especially your sticky-ass pennies.

Ignore the list of ingredients, then send an order back because
you have allergies. You have celiac disease and you just ordered a
sandwich on sourdough with a side of bread pudding and a Hefeweizen.
You don't get a re-do on that.

Use a Groupon, then give a discounted tip
Getting a meal for 50% off doesn't mean the service is also discounted.

Snap, scream, or whistle
Unless you're an unfrozen caveman, this is an unacceptable
mode of communication.

Say you're friends with the owner and expect special treatment
This is an especially bad idea if the owner is a prick.
Unless you can produce a full back tattoo of the owner,
your so-called relationship is dubious.

Order off-the-menu items
Yes, they have fish. Yes, they have rice. No, the folks at the Italian place
aren't gonna make you sushi with risotto. So don't ask.

Send a half-eaten entree back
"Oh, this is overcooked," you say, as you slide a half-eaten steak
and missing sides over to the server. Was the other half medium-rare?

Blame the server for everything
You are aware the server didn't make your food, right?
Or set the hours of operation? Or price the menu? Or clean the plate?
Or forget to put a gluten-free option on the menu
(seriously, enough with the gluten!)? She's also not the complaint box.
Direct your rage elsewhere, Dr. Banner.

Leave literature of any kind
A pamphlet about the virtues of living a Godly life might be enlightening,
but pamphlets don't put money in the ol' tithing basket.
And nobody wants to see your post-hardcore slowcore band,
so save that flyer for a telephone pole.

Order while on the phone
These people are also likely to yammer throughout dinner, and can't
figure out the correlation between talking to their wife and their
burger coming with honey on it.

Show up for a big table 30mins before the rest of your party
You get in. You get a table for 10 right at 6p. Then you sit there, alone,
for 30mins while the restaurant has to turn dozens of people away.
And the server feels too sorry for you to ask you to leave.
Your pouty eyes and a-hole friends are costing her, and the restaurant,
tons of money. Make sure to leave a nice pamphlet when you go.