CRISPINS CRITTERS

At work today we were told by Shannon that, "Until further notice, everyone will work 12 hour days."

This is in response to Bryan, the tattoo shop owner, who works in the maintenance shop,
being out for at least 12 weeks due to a shoulder surgery.

Friends, if the truth be told, the extra hours are not necessary because he really didn't do much anyway,
except talk on his phone all day and milk the gravy train.....
This is a bit of the "tumult" that I spoke of earlier....

Anywhich, I said, "OK. I can use the overtime money to finance my upcoming vacation."

So, before I left work tonight, I told Johnny, the second shift supervisor,
about the schedule change.
I said that I'd be coming in at 6am and leaving at 6pm.
He was NOT happy....
He said, "What the hell are my guys gonna do when they need you?"
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "They better write up their jack issues before they leave,
so I can fix them when I get here the next morning."
He said that he was going to talk to Greg, another supervisor for day shift.
Won't do much good, I think....
Damn! I hate company politics!

For the last 2 days, I've been playing Rembrandt and painting Jason's old office for a new supervisor and Jason's new office.
Jason is Shannon's Boss.

Our Friend, Tristan, was originally enlisted for the detail last week and spent 3 days on it.
Tristan is NO painter....
Friday, Jason finally said, SEND ME SCOTTY!"

I had to respackle divots and sand, retape baseboards and generally start over to include fixingTristan's errors....
He even managed to get paint on the ceiling tiles, the floor tiles AND Jason's chair....smh....
I painted one whole office today including taping, cutting in, rolling and didn't spill a drop.
No, I don't need a drop cloth....

The next few days will be long and interesting, to say the least,
and I hope that Y'all will make the best of your time!

Always,

Scott
 

At work today we were told by Shannon that, "Until further notice, everyone will work 12 hour days."

This is in response to Bryan, the tattoo shop owner, who works in the maintenance shop,
being out for at least 12 weeks due to a shoulder surgery.

Friends, if the truth be told, the extra hours are not necessary because he really didn't do much anyway,
except talk on his phone all day and milk the gravy train.....
This is a bit of the "tumult" that I spoke of earlier....

Anywhich, I said, "OK. I can use the overtime money to finance my upcoming vacation."

So, before I left work tonight, I told Johnny, the second shift supervisor,
about the schedule change.
I said that I'd be coming in at 6am and leaving at 6pm.
He was NOT happy....
He said, "What the hell are my guys gonna do when they need you?"
I shrugged my shoulders and said, "They better write up their jack issues before they leave,
so I can fix them when I get here the next morning."
He said that he was going to talk to Greg, another supervisor for day shift.
Won't do much good, I think....
Damn! I hate company politics!

For the last 2 days, I've been playing Rembrandt and painting Jason's old office for a new supervisor and Jason's new office.
Jason is Shannon's Boss.

Our Friend, Tristan, was originally enlisted for the detail last week and spent 3 days on it.
Tristan is NO painter....
Friday, Jason finally said, SEND ME SCOTTY!"

I had to respackle divots and sand, retape baseboards and generally start over to include fixingTristan's errors....
He even managed to get paint on the ceiling tiles, the floor tiles AND Jason's chair....smh....
I painted one whole office today including taping, cutting in, rolling and didn't spill a drop.
No, I don't need a drop cloth....

The next few days will be long and interesting, to say the least,
and I hope that Y'all will make the best of your time!

Always,

Scott

Pffft.
Ain't no bag.
You can do anything there standin on your head.
Find your groove. Walk your own path where you can.

MANY are the times I threw down over principles others cared nothing about when they were not the ones affected.
Better have the authority to give an order was one. Never did let that one go. Lying was another.

Nothing beats letting the little crap go (most of the b.s. of work politics) like water off a ducks back , was the hardest lesson.
Always had a reputation of don't screw him on purpose by then though. Worked too hard to let me go ,usually , till my last job when I was hauled out in an ambulance. Some one else won the C.Y.A. that time.
 

Scott,

Thanks for the chuckles and comedy of errors at work....:laughing7::laughing7::laughing7:

I met the new Supervisor today that is to occupy Jason's old office.
He and Jason were talking and he looked at me and said, "Hey! You! You're the painter, right?"
I really didn't know what to expect until he said, "Look, I want a mural of a mountain scene on this wall!"

Everyone laughed and Jason said, "How about that guy on PBS who painted?"
I said, "Oh, you mean Bob Ross. The 'Happy Little Tree Right Here' guy? I'd have to 'dig him up' for advice!"

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Sometimes, one has to find humor and amusement when they are in charge of a situation.

Best,

Scott
 

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And....it seems that we are about due for a song, doesn't it?

How about this?



Once saw "The Who" live in the late 70's......
A concert that I'll NEVER forget!

Best,

Scott
 

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Speaking of concerts....
Here is a tune from a concert that I took one of my stepdaughters to in the mid 80's when she was only 16.

I had bought the tickets intending to to take my 2nd wife, but she had to work....
So, my step-daughter climbed on my sled and we rode to the concert at the "Uptown Theater" in Kansas City.
A relatively small and limited venue....
Upon arrival, they would not let us enter until I proved that I was her legal guardian.
I was cautioned that she was not allowed to drink.
I said, "Of course. And I'm not going to drink either because I have to drive us both home on my bike."

We were allowed entry and enjoyed FOGHAT!



Scott

I have attended many concerts in the past.
Some were backstage, all were enjoyed!

I once did remodeling work for a fellow who was a concert promoter and what a summer of concerts that proved to be!
The list of groups that I've seen is more than I can remember.

I still have many ticket stubs in a folder somewhere around here....
 

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And, you do know who Foghat was before they changed their name to Foghat, right?

Yeah, I've followed them from way back.....
Got a couple of their albums from back then.

Scott
 

Biscuit something
Perhaps you are thinking of the Foghat "Rock and Roll" album?
That I have....

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Ah! But that is not the correct answer!

Saddle up, rookies. Let's go for a ride!
We got a long way to go.....



"I don't want to lead and I don't want to follow, but if you want to go, let's ride." Charles Manson.

Scott
 

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A clue, in the way of lyrics...

"....a poor girl...."
Name the Group, the album title and the song title.
Y'all know that I'll be lookin' in.....

My silver certificate prize awaits the correct reply, if RC approves....Movies, music, does it really matter?
Win this prize and I have a dozen more waiting....
In the meantime....



Scott
 

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And, just to throw everyone off the trail.....



Enjoy the frustration!
Yeah.
I'm a hard nut to crack, aren't I?

Scott
 

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Back in 1863, on August 21, a murderous man, A former school teacher, from Lawrence, named Quantrill,
Also known as "Charlie Hart,"
Led a band of over 400 pro-slavery men to ride and sack my hometown of Lawrence, Kansas.

Their attack was swift and precise.
In their ranks were many notorious outlaws from the era including the James gang from Missouri, a Slave state.

They burned all property and killed many early inhabitants from my hometown.
Main street burned for days....

I was fortunate enough to be able to metal detect many properties in Lawrence during my youth.
Many of my finds were donated to the local museum,
Watkins Museum on Massachusetts Street,
Where I found Friendship with Steve Jenson, the Curator.

To this day, if anything that I donated is displayed,
a placard is to show that the item is on "Permanent Loan From the Private Collection of Scott Xxxxx."

In such a small way, perhaps I will always be remembered.....
Quantrill was killed on my birthday...June 6th.

Scott

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Quantrill
 

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OH, Damn!
Work in 4 hours?

I got this.....
Don't doubt me....Later, Y'all....
I got business ahead....
So...



Be in the house to move your body....


Scott
 

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King Biscuit Flower Hour..... I really like Foghat. Paradise alley.......
 

Joke of the day — Recently while we were eating lunch after church one Sunday, my youngest grandson asked me what the highest number I had ever counted up to was.

I said I didn't know. Then I asked him how high he has counted.

"5,372," came the prompt reply.

"Oh," I said. "Why did you stop there?"

"The sermon was over." He replied.
 

Joke of the day — Recently while we were eating lunch after church one Sunday, my youngest grandson asked me what the highest number I had ever counted up to was.

I said I didn't know. Then I asked him how high he has counted.

"5,372," came the prompt reply.

"Oh," I said. "Why did you stop there?"

"The sermon was over." He replied.

:laughing9: good one
 

Preacher said his wife was suggesting his sermons were too long.
Gave him a roll of life-savers and said ,"put one in your mouth before starting your sermon ,and when it's gone you're done".

That worked pretty good ,till one day he got ahold of a loose button that ended up in his pocket somehow.....
 

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