A Serving of Catch-Up

It has been a while since I last posted something personal.  So here goes.

The visit to the Corning/Corelle store was a dismal failure.  Open stock was everywhere, but only the dinky, round variety that is not my style.  To be honest, Corelle isn't my style either. So...Shopped online and found a few patterns - mostly abstract - that I would enjoy dining on, and ordered a small service for 4, from Amazon. There were vendors with a lower price, but socked it to you with shipping charges. As a Prime member, I get free two-day shipping on most products.

Work has been a challenge and very busy, indeed.  There are 8 new summer employees - students from Romania, Kazakhstan, and Brazil. The training has been intense, since English isn't their first language.  Still, among them they are able to share words, phrases, and follow basic body language. Frustrating at times, but the look on their faces when they finally "get" something is priceless.  For the most part customers have been pleasant, laid-back, even jovial, and a joy to be around.

Some one keeps calling my home phone land line and hangs up when I answer.  I don't have caller ID, so I have no idea what that's all about.

Two old friends from New Jersey were in town last weekend and while we made every attempt to touch base, it just didn't happen.  There was just too much family mishugas that got in the way.  Well, that happens all too often.  There will be other times, now that they know where I live and work. Of course, they love the restaurant.

Speaking of the restaurant, this past weekend has been dubbed "Babies are Us." by the staff.  All hi-chairs and booster seats were used all day, all night, in every conceivable combination. Most of the little ones were well behaved, but that won't last.  The screaming meemies are just over the horizon and due to descend very soon.

A parade of service technicians tramped through the restaurant Thursday thru Saturday.  Thursday's repair went without a hitch and the tech was finished his work in less than an hour.  As for the other 2: Some good news, and some bad news. I was there at 7:30am  Friday and Saturday, with only one successful repair.  I guess 50% ain't all that bad.

While my reading time is severely limited, re-reading Slaughter House Five has been a breathtaking experience after all these years. The beauty of the story only got more beautiful this time around. Poor Billy, Dresden, Time, Alien Abduction, and Space travel: more fell into place at this reading.  I didn't know where I got my sign-off line "And so it goes" until now. It came from this book and therefore from deep inside me.

The Social Security Saga continues: on (or around) the date funds are suppose to be auto-deposited, the amounts vary and sometimes there is no deposit at all. I take what I get and don't argue anymore. I am over that stage.  I wonder how many others are faced with the same situation. I am sure I am not the only one.

I feel isolated, stifled, I need to get out, be with people and talk about issues of the day, or simply small talk.  It matters not.  Happy Hour somewhere on Thursday or Friday would be nice. I put out feelers to gather info about who was available which day.  We'll see.

To all friends with Blogger addresses, please don't think I am not reading your posts - it's just that blogger will accept my comment, but sends it into outer space for some reason. I have sent notes asking that the situation be corrected.  That may have happened today. I will give it a try in the morning.

And so it goes.
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