Princess has found a home.

J and A decided to make her a part of their family. Their two boys love her so much, when we visited them last night the youngest was afraid that we were going to take her with us when we left. He cried until after we were gone and Princess was still there.

TMBWitW and I are happy, relieved, and sad. Happy that we were able to find her a good home, and we had final say over who adopted Princess. Relieved that the placement period is over. Sad that Princess just wouldn’t fit in.
It has been so hectic, that I forgot who we were working with to place Princess. I will have to dig back through my notes and post that information here, to publicly thank Carol (I at least remembered her name, just not the organization she is with) and to let others know about her.

Last night, on the way home from church, it was kind of raining a little bit. My wife and I were stopped at a light, and there was a car headed north, waiting to turn west. There was a glob of traffic going south, and a person on a bicycle approaching the intersection from the north, on the west side of the street.

Do you see what I was imagining?

Turning vehicle got a clear spot, started the turn. Saw the bicyclist, stopped – across southbound traffic. Southbound Dodge pickup saw the turning vehicle stop, hit his brakes. Freshly wet pavement in Phoenix, after a long dry spell = ice rink. Even with his ABS working overtime, the Dodge hit the turning car in the right rear passenger door, spinning her clockwise 180°. The look on the bicyclist’s face when she realized she was about to wear a Toyota was rather odd – and all control left her muscles as she just coasted into the driver’s door of the Toyota. The light turned green for us, and, since I am not a doctor nor was my lane blocked, my wife and I continued on our way.

A lack of common sense really hurts sometimes. That, and not paying attention to your surroundings.

D: “S., there’s a unit of wood under the side roof, do you want to get it or do you want me to bring it in?”

S: “Uhh, yeah, D.”

D: “The answer requires more than just ‘yeah,’ S.”

This kind of stuff makes me laugh quietly as I continue to work…

D: “S., there’s a unit of wood under the side roof, do you want to get it or do you want me to bring it in?”

S: “Uhh, yeah, D.”

D: “The answer requires more than just ‘yeah,’ S.”

This kind of stuff makes me laugh quietly as I continue to work…

I replied to the previous post’s commenter with a rather sarcastic note in my typing. I’m not always sarcastic, but I am very intolerant of incompetent people. I mean, you are hired to do a job, you are trained to do a task, and yet you can’t seem to get it right.

Now, I’m not perfect, but my common sense tells me that if I am not sure how to do something, especially if the outcome may impact my future employment (through reviews or what not), I am going to ask for clarification on a point. And the neat thing is, I am going to do my best to retain that knowledge.

In other words, I make mistakes, but usually only once, and I learn from that mistake and alter my actions in the future.

Why is it that when I apply that same (low, in my opinion) standard to others, I am suddenly being bitter?

And, if you are going to comment, leave your name. I know it gives you the option of remaining anonymous, but I prefer to know who I am talking to. Or remarking to. Or replying to.

So, Anonymous #1, that’s why these first few posts have been kind of snarky. Because you have been shown how to do your job, so do it. Quickly, efficiently, and to the best of your ability. Take some pride in your work. Be able to show off and say “That is something I have accomplished on my own.”