Some time early this morning, I realized that I’ve booked an appointment for an oil change this afternoon at a dealership directly across the street from the Cape Cod Mall.
A slight revision in plan might be in order.
Thanksgiving 2005
For the first time in countless years, I’m actually looking forward to Thanksgiving.
Imperial James
Pete and Bonnie’s youngest, James, is blessed with extraordinary social skills. Even at his tiny age (5 1/2), he has some of the most refined interpersonals of anyone I’ve ever met.
Good News
On November 10, I blogged about a middle-aged woman friend of mine who’s been trying to find a job since May.
Well, What Did They Expect?
Imagine, if you will, that you have been offered a good-paying job in the call center of a prestige company that offers top-of-the-line training, benefits, security and unlimited opportunities for growth and advancement.
Imagine further that your job exists because another worker was fired from theirs, leaving them without a means to support themselves or their kids, no health insurance and no realistic prospects for the future.
Finally, imagine that your CUSTOMER is that worker, or a friend or relative of that worker.
So, when you sit down at your nice new desk and pick up your nice new headset, what would YOU expect to hear on the other end of your nice new telephone?
Does this sound like a nightmare scenario to you?
The Good, the Bad, the Ugly
As to the good: the new IKEA store in Stoughton, about an hour away from the Cape.
Cope, Dammit!
Concerned about additional anomalies in my left eye, I called the opthalmologist’s office this morning, and they booked an immediate follow-on appointment for me.
Indian Summer
Having suffered our first hard frost, we are now experiencing the phenomenon known as Indian Summer – right now, it’s close to 70 degrees outside and almost stultifyingly humid.
Liberation Theology and the Death Penalty
I did not know until about 10 minutes ago that there are two versions of the Beatitudes in the New Testament, one in Luke and one in Matthew.
So, given this appalling level of ignorance, take the following with a grain of salt.
I-OK (Apparently)
The opthalmologist peered deep into my left eye yesterday and pronounced it unimpaired.
Let’s hope he’s right.