Winston

Godwin's Law be damned: You people are Bike Nazis.

You know who you are. You ride uphill at five miles per hour, in the car lane. There's room to your right, but you will not pull over. A dozen cars pile-up behind you. You do not care. You don't have to care. WE all must SHARE the road.

It's like 'toddler property rights'. If it's yours at the moment, it's YOURS. We can have the road back, just as soon as you're done with it. In your own sweet time.
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I'm taking a break from my engaging and wildly popular Home Invaders series to bring you the following point to ponder:

Who are you?

This is more than some clichéd philosophical query, or a rockin' 70's song.

Name the event: Fire, flood, political intrigue etc... You will always find a reporter thrusting a microphone in a "person's" face. But we can't simply call them a "person", can we? There must be a name, and a title. The graphic ...

Note: If you're an in-home service professional, read this.
If you know an in-home service professional, refer them to this.
If you ever have anyone work at your home, pray that they read this.

Ok, based on my intro in the last installment, you have showed-up to work sober, clean and a few minutes early. You're ready to grab the day by the cajones and OWN it.
Next step:


Check-In

If you have a direct supervisor, ...

You just need something fixed, right?

Say a quick prayer. If you call for some home service "professional' (i.e. plumber, painter, cable guy, etc.) you're rolling the dice. And you know it. Maybe you'll get the clean, articulate professional that you'd gladly recommend. Or, maybe, you get the guy that looks like he just crawled off the barroom floor, smells like an ashtray and speaks in monosyllabic grunts.
Don't think that because you called a large, reputable firm that ...

I'll admit that I am frustrated. I'm not surprised, though. I just wish I can go back and pinpoint when this all started. I think when VCRs first came out, and people were intimidated by the instructions on how to set the clock. It became socially acceptable to just leave it flashing "12:00". Or put a piece of black tape over the clock, if you were really crafty.
Now, it seems that every problem has the same solutions for modern "man": Ignore the problem, or ...