Sunday Snippets

This is the necklace The Fiance picked, Big Daddy bought this one in China at a jewelry shop in Shanghai run by Australian, he made his own jewelry and this one is a copy of a Cartier piece.

How to make friends, when I said my dress looked like it would be too long Big Daddy told me not to worry "it would spread out and look shorter on". It fits so now we must find the accessories and underwear. Sheesh I am not enjoying this.

Big Daddy made Sammy Dog's appointment at the Heartbreak Hotel and he can take his prison bed with him. And the prices are the same as before.

Punkin Head is in a mad search for his birth certificate. I guess Vermont is a no waiting state but he has to prove he was born. He told me in his research of all things "getting married" he discovered there are two states that allow secret marriages, Michigan and California. We can't figure why anyone in Michigan would need one.

Work is fine and yes I am getting a few laughs. I tried to call one of the quality contacts and learned that I had called his outdoor phone. When the launch team got sent here they gave them all phones. The phones do not work in the plant so they gave them an additional phone for indoor use. Indoor and outdoor phones. And they wonder why we still begrudge them the tax dollars.

I tried to get some document taken care of and found we could not because we had not Looked Hard and Fast. After I confirmed this was actually something real I reported back to my boss, who thought I was pulling a fast one.

I visited one of the companies we are second tier to and was informed no one stops at the stop signs and traffic lights. No wonder, this is one of the worst areas I have ever been to and I have been to some hell holes. I am savvy to the rolling stops but this place is at the end of a neighborhood street where everyone sits on the stoop or the balcony and the burned out houses abound. Need a baseball cap in the car for this one, no need to flash the blond hair.

My trip is postponed until Tuesday so I might not have any more exciting news for a few days.

Its been busy

Everyday after I get home from work I tackle the laptop putting in reports and making calls and generally getting to know how things are done. It is not going to be easy for a while.

My phone will not work in the one quiet area of the plant that has seats and to which I have access. I have another year on my contract. If I sit down I have to step out into the hall every 15 minutes and check for VM.  If I get a tablet for my own entertainment I would have to use another carrier. Rats.

Mr. No Fun has been caught with his pants down a few times, not literally, and I think I have learned all he has to tell. It will be interesting when the plant comes back up, it is shut down for 2 weeks and I am taking a road trip with the big boss Monday to north BFE. He thinks it is a 3 hour drive and I am thinking 4 and a half, should be fun.

My Internet orders arrived and I now have the dress for the wedding in hand. I will look at it today and laugh or cry.

I need to finish up my reporting and get the information in to get paid-the most important-and see what I missed on TV all week. Going to bed at 8 every night and getting up at 3:30 or 4, depending on the pilot builds, does not leave much time for Reality TV.

Sammy prison update:

He is used to the new routine but greets me when I get home with his toy in his mouth crying and whimpering and then takes his position in front of the gate fussing until I take the gate down. Then he shoots to his family room bed as if that means he is in another world.

Every morning now I get up and go to work and Sammy Dog goes to prison. Sammy is a good boy but not trustworthy enough to be allowed to wander all day. We have a child proof gate that keeps him in the kitchen, the prison. And he has a new prison bed. He does not like the prison, not at all. When I get home he is all over me until he comes in from peeing. Then he is like, I don't think so mama.

The job is fine but the feet are killing me, today was about 7 hours of walking on the cement and just after I get better this week, the plant shuts down for 2 weeks. I better walk every day on the cement to keep this up.

I gave up on all the shopping that was becoming tedious and went back to the Internet, I ordered new shoes and socks and Sephora and the dress for the wedding. I was tired of the run around and found the maker of the dress in Los Angeles, it is made (sewn) in L.A. for I figure it is our own illegal aliens doing the sweat shop labor but at least the money stays in the local economy. I hope it fits or I might end up wearing jeans.

My haircut is a horror story and I refuse to look at it or discuss the ugly hairdo. If it does not grow out a bit before the wedding I will be wearing a hat.

Its all coming back to me now.

Big Daddy sent a photo of the newest trend in China, stockings that look like hairy legs. These are to wear with the Daisy Dukes. How cute.

My dogs are barking, I do not have plant legs anymore and it is gonna take a couple days to settle in. I was on my feet and walking for 4 hours and yes indeedy I can feel the pain. It was fun tho, met some real characters that I think will entertain for months to come. And I met my second fella with gel in his hair. This has to be an automotive thing because in the real world outside of the gay segment and the entertainer segment I never see hair with gel.

And I am back with an entire population of people with made up names. Hard to pronounce made up names. And very few teeth. I need to get a foot soak.

And we are off and running

Mr. No Fun got the ball rolling as Mr. Big Boss called and asked me when I told him I could start. I told him Monday, so naturally he asked if I could start tomorrow, which is today. He does this every time, neglects to call when he says and asks if I can do something right now or tomorrow. At least I know what to expect. So anyhoo I start tomorrow. I have had 2 phone calls with Mr. No Fun outlining what I need to know and do, one call from my Direct Boss, and one call from one of the plants. And I haven't even started yet. Plant Arrogant wanted my contact information at 6 this morning so thank goodness Mr. No Fun said no, you can have it when she comes in.

Yesterday I bought shoes I am not sure I like, Clark's as Ecco did not have any appropriate styles and I am just not sure they are going to work out. I also bought Clark's socks on sale for 4 bucks a piece and guaranteed for life. I asked just how that worked, you know ratty old socks with a hole and she said just bring them back and you get a new pair, no questions asked. This has to be the best socks ever or a great loss leader.

I need more pants, but I have enough for now.

I am so excited.

Boring Mr. No Fun

If I get this job it will be just as entertaining as I recall. I got a call yesterday from boring Mr. No Fun, I used to work with him and know the routine. He informs me he will be training me next week and can I come in this week. He just brushed off the fact I have not been hired and seemed to think all would be fine. I told him to go talk to the boss man about getting me hired first. Twice during the interviews it has been mentioned that Mr. No Fun seems to irritate people. I do not acknowledge the statements but internally I am thinking about how amazed I am no one has killed him yet. He has no people skills and I cannot imagine him doing this job. He also thinks he is pretty smart and the last I knew he could not read a blue print so I wonder if he took some classes or is just bullshitting people.

And he is not aware of the fact that the first time I went to Plant Arrogant I had basic directions, its kinda around there were the exact directions, went to the hood by myself, got in by myself and fixed the problem. So his training may not be needed so much, especially if no one likes him.

I went today and got about 4 inches chopped off my hair. There is no way I could deal with that hair every morning. And I had to admit the hair on my head did not match the picture of the hair in my head.

I do have my orange vest and I am getting my fanny pack ready for use. I will take pictures when I get it all together.

PSA for gardeners with deer

In the Detroit Free Press gardening section last week there was a review of a wonderful product, PlantSkydd. It comes in both liquid and granular and works wonders on repelling deer. The products work to certain heights and the granular appears to last for 6 weeks.

The beauty of this product is that you can fill knee hi type nylons with about a cup of this stuff and hang it about and repel deer from many heights and areas. It also repels other pesky animals like chipmunks and what-not. And it is safe for vegetables and edibles.

Hope this helps.