It’s hard to believe how much Whataburger has fallen downhill since that firm from Chicago bought it. I ordered curbside on Saturday, pulled into my spot, and my food was delivered without the drink I ordered. I asked the teen who brought it out if it came with a drink. He said it didn’t, so I showed him the receipt. He moped back in and it took about five minutes to get my drink. When he handed it to me, I said, “Thank you, I appreciate it.” He replied, “Well, uh, how about a tip man?”
My life is so much better when my kids are in my life. But I have to make sure that my kids aren’t entirely my life. Something can happen to them. I’ve unfortunately learned that the hard way. In a way, I’m searching for a reason to live. That’s one reason it annoys me to heck when someone is genuinely confessing they need help and are looking for a reason to live, people simply tell them to live for their kids or someone else. Well, what happens if the kids are tragically taken away from their life, then what do they have to live for? I’ve sacrificed happiness and worked a job that hasn’t brought me fulfillment for my family, but I need to find something for myself. It’s weird when you feel like your purpose in life was to take care of your family, then they get taken away, and you are left trying to figure out what is your actual purpose in life. I should eat a donut and ponder this for a while.
With all that said, I think I’m going to try what some folks call a side hustle, or a side business. Seriously, I think I’m just going to name the company BagOfNothing Inc. and modify this blog to house the company’s webpage.
This is news to me, but Jon Hamm is taking over the role of Fletch. He’s pretty good at comedy, so it will be interesting to see what he brings to the role. I wonder if this version of Fletch is still a Lakers fan.
Have you ever thought about how airport runway numbers are assigned? Me neither, but I recently found out they aren’t sequential, but based on compass bearings. So, runway 9 would be 90 degrees, runway 27 is 270 degrees. I have a feeling a handful of you said to yourself, “Yes, Geeding, that’s the kind of useless s— I come here for. Thanks!”
I’m about 80% over my COVID-19 symptoms, dealing mainly with some lingering chest congestion and fatigue issues.
I can’t recall if I mentioned this or not, and too lazy to look into my archives, but I recently fixed my car window and the solution was rather simple. This is totally a first-world problem. My driver-side window will auto-express down but stopped auto expressing up. It was weird, because when it first happened, I had to question myself if it was always like that or did I imagine it. I put off looking for an answer for weeks until one day I found the motivation waiting in a fast food drive thru. Basically, all I needed to do was reset it, and to do that, I just had to pull the switch up and hold it for three seconds after it reaches the top. Boom, fixed! Back in the day, before the information super-highway, someone would take it to a dealership and waste a lot of time and money for something so simple. It’s funny how such a convenience became so bothersome when taken away.
One day, I’m going to go on a rant about statues and how there are too many of them nowadays. No person still living in their twenties should have a statue made of him or her.
When I worked for Boston based Fidelity Investments and was told a lot of jobs from that area would be coming to Texas, because from a business standpoint, Texas workers are less expensive. My first thought was, are we the suckers for accepting to work for less money, does anyone else realize we can use this as a negotiating tactic or are we just going to accept being paid less?
