My personal take on various subjects including but not limited to: current events, occultism / the paranormal, psychology, relationships, parenting, society, music, fitness, funny stuff and all the rest.
Hello! I've decided to come out of my prolonged hiatus to get real and drop a little knowledge about things concerning Clinton County Nursing Home. This is for all the RNs, LPNs and CNAs out there. (Stay tuned for a sneak peak of something cool I'd like to get off the ground.)
Bare with me. - the internet can handle my awesome personality for only 5 minutes at a time so if I seem rushed, that's why. And as always - Thanks for stopping by.
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Usually I write about two or three different topics but this one is special because it concerns a place that's very much worked for me and I feel like it needs a healthy injection of good vibes. I love my co-workers and want to be helpful to those in need.
If you want something new and different come seeee us.
Hello! and once again thanks for checking this out. It's been some time since I've written anything. Or more realistically maybe it's just been some time since I've felt like putting anything out for people to see. Either or, here we both are.
Probably lost most of my "fan" base during the many months of being absent, and that's alright -but if you're coming back to read this - I truly think you are just so great.
One thing I can't stand lately is people who pull these cards out from their wallets to show you some symbol of their social status. This has happened to me more than once in my life and has been just as annoying each time.
One day back when I was working as a Cashier this one customer overheard me voicing my opinion about the government bailing out banks. (During the time it was big news.)
"You see this, son?" the man said to me as he pulled out a crusty, half legible card from his wallet. "This means I'm a federal employee. Before just spouting off some idea about what you wish the government would do or not do, take a minute to think first." I was stunned.
"Heh heh..., errmm, wow looks like you're the real deal." I said to this guy. - and Sure he was. At that moment he was the most official of all the official government jobs they give to the most official people in the US.
Another time, I accidently rear-ended a guy. (which sucks I know, and believe me I realize it was my fault - but..) After we both pulled to the side of the road he got out and started directing me on what I should be doing.
"Ok, I want you and the passenger to exit the vehicle and sit down on the curb over there. We're going to have to report this accident."
I got out of my car, looked at both of our vehicles and I shit you not - there wasn't even a scuff on either car. I said to him, "Hey! It doesn't look like there's any real damage here, are we sure we want to get the cops involved?"
This must have set him off because at that point he reached for his wallet. And for the second time in my life, a cruddy, illegible, more than likely awful smelling card was presented to me in a manner as if it were some lost documents to the Kennedy assassination. "Look at this. You know what this is!?"
I had no idea. To be perfectly honest. I couldn't have told the difference between his priceless credential and a losing lottery ticket picked up from the side of the street. I did, however, see an Underlined Title and what appeared to be a handwritten signature.
What was actually displayed on the card may have made some real sense to someone at some point, long ago, but all I could make out of it was "Association of the Local Commerce" - of something only God knows what. Signed. - "Fredrick Alberts."
Once again. To my pure astonishment.
I thought to myself, "Well shit. You're Fred Alberts! THE Fred Alberts? Noooo. C'mon - Old Freddie Alberts from buttfuck wherever!? Who would've known."
Thankfully the policeman who showed up was more than reasonable about things and nothing punitive was ever done. For that I'm grateful. Grateful to not have gotten in any trouble, but also grateful for this funny story I get to tell.
Another thing I feel is incredibly ridiculous is when you're in line at a drive through window and some guy behind you honks his horn. I'll never understand this move. There's no clearer message in life that says to the world "Hello everyone - I'm a complete Asshole." It's hard to respond to something like that too - you can't go back, you can't even move forward. All you can do is wait for the line to move, glance in the mirror, and pretend you're on the guy's side. Having to mentally identify with some complete stranger. This is just what society is lacking right now.
I try my best to convey some helpful vibration, "For god sakes man, I understand.. It sucks to have to wait for anything. It sucks that the whole world isn't just lining up to make each one of us happy. You know, The president should do something about this sort of thing. After All - Our happy meals are on the line here!"
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- These memes lately about how when you think or say something in real life and all of a sudden the internet puts ads up for it get under my skin. Like the internet is some big conspiracy and we're all just sheep waiting for the digital slaughter. Well News Flash - We all noticed that as soon as we got hooked up with smart phones and Netflix and all the other shit. The meme is a little late and furthermore, we're doing this all on our own free will! None of us gives Shit #1 if the internet knows we prefer this or that or whatever else. At the end of the day all of this is as simple as pressing the off button. Everyone thinks that if AI takes over It's all going to be this big nightmare. But I say Fuck that. They could just as easily be fun and charming! A benevolent species... "I know how you like everything, TJ, so I'm going to make that totally possible for you." (For a low monthly payment of course.) The saddest thing about it is that when the robots take over only the super rich are going to be able to afford top quality, Grade A, robot girlfriends. Sure they'll offer "more affordable" versions, but it just won't be the same...
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It's totally Valentine's Day today and it's just been one great big ball of weirdness. First of all - Why the eff was V-day SO SAD this year? I picked up on that even before the shooting in FLA. Let it be known my heart goes out to all the victims and their families... but God Almighty if we aren't approaching some MAJOR shit on a Universal level. "In the midst of Life, we are in Death." How shitty do things have to be where V-day now is like just another mass shooting...
I didn't have too much on the line this year myself. Well maybe I shouldn't say that.. There were a few moments I had this morning that were hard to get through. First of all let me say - I'm single and believe me, I have no trouble with that. But looking back and remembering good times with former GFs over my bowl of Honey Comb Cereal... It was tough. Not because of how things ended, how much time was wasted, or all the nasty fights or whatever. But because of the understanding that some of time, some of those experiences were good. Some were REALLY good. BUT - time just keeps passing, and life keeps on happening.
It's inevitable. We separate, come back, move on again, grow apart to pursue our dreams, meet someone new, old flames rekindle, new people drop out of thin air, sometimes we die (Shout out to Stacey, lol). It's a tough pill to swallow. It's the realization of knowing that all we really have is now and how it's so important that when the good times DO happen, we try our best to enjoy them.
Moving on, - I couldn't help but laugh today. While running my errands and carrying on with my normal routine I must have had 3 separate people ask me how my Valentine's day was going. This kind of thing is like chocolate covered strawberries for my ego, so I just want to acknowledge these very fine people: Thank you so much, guy who sold me a cherry coke at Target. My best wishes for you, PMLD cashier. And last but not least... E-trade online consultant - I'm going to miss you most of all.
My Valentine's day is going just fine. I hope yours is too. <3
