Teeth cleaning during the Covid 19

Just a little Sancerre

So in 2012 I had a new furnace put in thinking that would be the end of my heating and cooling problems. Hah. The fan seems to be broken. And right now it won't cool and in a couple days I am gonna be bitching because it will be too cold. Oh fiddlesticks.

I am going to get my teeth cleaned on Monday. I think it is odd I have been told not to leave my house for quite some time and now I am getting my teeth cleaned. Hmmm. I have only made the one trip out since March 2 and I am not sure about all this. I am also getting a laser treatment for TMJ, we will see but I guarantee I have been grinding my ass off. I meant teeth. Grinding my teeth off.

My mom announced she is not coming back north. And she is getting new doctors. I wonder how long this will last and how fucked up this will get. Not gonna worry about it now. It is going into the rainy season down there.

Big Daddy is getting his teeth cleaned the following week and we know he needs some extra work due to the chemo, it was not kind to his teeth. Then he is supposed to go back to work but Gretchen keeps putting that off.

Oh, just in case you were wondering the last thing she said, on television, was that when her husband asked if being married to the Governor would get his boat on the water faster---he was joking.

I can't remember anything

New Porch Pot. They will probably die, as soon as I bought them the night time temps dropped back down in the 40's. Hurray.

I had my teeth cleaned this morning and I told Chrissie I was pretty sure I had some horrible thing going on that I was sure was a fatal disease she needed to check for, but I could not remember what it was. She did not see anything suspicious.

I had something hilarious I saw recently that I knew I should blog about, can't remember what it was.

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind, not.

Work is starting to just a tiny bit better. They sent a guy to shadow me and he has confirmed that management has lost their minds and keeps trying to tell me I am doing a great job. We will see. For some reason my laptop and tablet will not "talk" to the company system and I am waiting to see if they fix it or yell at me for not putting the shit in the system. Then I will remind them, again their system does not work.

Funny of the day:

And it is a work story. I try really hard to protect the identity of all involved in work life, but I think I can do this one okay. One of my parts sticks on the vehicle. The operator is supposed to prep the vehicle with an alcohol wipe and then remove the film on the tape. The operator then puts the part in an applicator and presses the part in place on the vehicle. I got a call that the part would not stick and is falling off the vehicle in station, which means when the operator puts it on.

Not only is the operator not using the alcohol wipe, he is also pulling the tape off 20 or 30 parts in advance and laying them sticky side down on his container. But his other operation on the job description is to spray lubricant on another part of mine so he can attach that part "home".

Why would you ask someone to put a part on in a clean environment after you lubed the fuck out of your gloves to get another part on. Gotta give kudos to the plant person who actually shook his head when he walked away from me.