disappearing posts

ok i typed this in once and i don't know where it went and I'M NOT HAPPY!

*ahem*

the other girl quit last week. i came in and she said she was going to quit. i assumed she meant she was going to tell him this was her last day. no, she was quitting right then. not even going to work the day.

so she told him, he paid her, he left the barn for about 2 hours and then came back and was a sweet as pie to me.

i can't say i blame her. he had just come back on friday from a two week trip to michigan and was all manic and chaotic and twirly (hee phoebe) and bitchy. no "thanks for taking care of my business you two while i was gone" no "kissmyass" nothing. she tried to call him thursday to ask if she could not work on friday because she got promoted at her other job and they want to train her. he didn't get the message until friday so she came in. he told her it was "fantastic" she was promoted (finally) but she had a "moral obligation" to work there until he was basicly done with her. it turns out he was thinking of leaving again the next week. she was legitimately thinking that when the farm closed she needed that promotion because the farm work won't last forever and she was worried if she couldn't be trained they would promote someone else. well, he bullied her enough that he finally called her other boss to work out her schedule there.

wtf?

then he was a dick to us those two days so she came in sunday and said she was quitting. she only had three more weeks, but she just couldn't take it anymore. and that is a common occurrence at the farm. people have just 2-3 weeks to go but because he's so unpredictable they just can't take it. and he thinks it has to do with their character, not his.

then this weekend he informs me he's going back packing again. fine with me. stay away as long as you want.

love this guy

his cartoons appear in the sac news and review and he's always dead on. of course, saying that must mean i'm a pinky treehugging liberal but what the hell.

ooh i just came up with a tshirt slogan!

TREEHUGGER
BUSHHATER

hee

brilliant

anyway,
this modern world



in the first paragraph of his post he so accurately said what i've felt all along:

"Not dead
But dead tired. Been on the road for two days. Got to listen to a lot of right wing talk radio. On the way up, pre-debate, they all sounded optimistic and happy. On the way back home, post-debate, they sounded let down and uncertain. I have to admit, I'm surprised by the public response (though not unpleasantly so)--this is how Bush always looks to me. So he's shifty-eyed, smirks inappropriately, doesn't seem capable of maintaining a coherent train of thought for a full ninety seconds, seems generally befuddled and irritable? Well, it's nice the media and the commentariat finally noticed, but it's not exactly as if any of this is news. Point is, when I went back to the hotel last night I was too tired to watch much post-debate spin, so I had no real idea how this was going to play--I would have been unsurprised to find that Kerry had been declared the loser, or that the whole thing had been declared a draw. I just can't tell anymore. The gulf between what I observe when watching Bush and what the media report has just grown too wide. But he did look pretty terrible to me (and to the audience of derisive young students with whom I watched the debate). He looked like someone who's spent so much time talking to yes men and sycophantic reporters and audiences who sign loyalty oaths that he's forgotten what it's like to have someone actually challenge him to his face when he conflates Saddam and Osama."

ooh! oooh!

there she is again!



I.MUST.SEE.HER.

snob (4)

granted, i was sick today and a bit crabby BUT, i also think my coworker was at the top of her "stupid" game today.

oh, and she's also deaf. or going deaf. or just programmed to say "huh?" i could be standing right by her and say anything "could you stock sodas please?" or "could you put more samples out?" or "i'm going to the restroom" and her response every time

EVERY TIME is "huh?"

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

but i've kinda figured out some of the things she does but it's still hard to give exact examples, but i'll try

for example, there is a WAY that we do things. a WAY that we were trained to do them and i'm not talking drone-like do not question WAY, but just an order that things are done in so that at any time during the process if you need help anyone who has been trained in the WAY can immediately, visually assess the situation and KNOW where they should go and what the next step is in the transaction. ESPECIALLY, if it is something that has been performed ONE MILLION TIMES. you'd think they'd get it eventually.

for example, if i'm ringing up a customer and other customers come in and want to pick berries it would be impolite for me to interrupt what i'm doing with my current customer to deal with the second customer. i greet them and when they glance around trying to figure out what to do i say "would you like to pick berries?" and if they say "no, we're just looking" then i let them look. if they say "yes, what do we do?" i say someone will be right out to help you and i ring the bell. she comes out sees me ringing up a customer and sees the other family standing over by the berry picking stuff NOT being helped and she'll try to push past me behind the counter (it's only like a foot wide between the counter and the wall) and start to bag up the order i'm ringing up and the family that wants to pick is looking at her like "hellooooo"

so i'll say, "um, L, this family would like to pick"

"ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ok. sorry"



another thing is that if people have picked berries, we weigh the berries since we sell them by the pound. if people pick into a bucket they take their berries home in the plastic bag that lines the bucket. if they pick into a flat they take their berries home in the baskets with lids. there's an order that we do things because if someone comes up with a bunch of buckets or some buckets and a flat you can keep track of what you've weighed (and therefore charged or not overcharged) the customer. so if the plastic bags are still in the buckets or if the baskets are still in the flat then the berries have NOT BEEN WEIGHED. and anyone who has done this ONE MILLION TIMES can come right out even if they weren't there from the beginning can know where i am in the transaction. so i can't tell you how many times she has come out from the back squeeeeeeeeeezed behind me (GO AROUND!) and then she'll start taking the baskets out of the flats (ignoring the bags out of the buckets that are ready to be bagged) and putting lids on them. and i'll turn to her and say "i haven't weighed those yet."

and she'll say "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ok. sorry."



EVERY
TIME

my precious

By Mike Fiala, AP

i must go see her.

she's in the monterey bay aquarium. they've kept her there for over 18 days, the longest a white shark has been kept in captivity.

although, i do believe they are lucky that they have found a juvenile that hasn't yet made the transition to hunting live marine mammals yet may have something to do with it. but just a guess. the juveniles live off of bony fishes along baja and southern california then when they're full grown adults they come up to northern california to snack on the big fat sea lions and elephant seals. BLUBBERMANIA!

so i think this young female is surviving on the bony fishes they're giving her because that's what she was eating in the wild. i think the size of the tank helps too. the tank they had at steinhart aquarium was big but the shark they had was huge too. and it turned out the way the tank was welded together it created an arc with the seawater and since sharks are very sensitive to electric activity she kept pounding herself into the same spot over and over. when it became apparent she wouldn't feed and was just smashing into the wall the decision was made to release her back in the wild.