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So this morning I finally finished the Individual Development Plan for work that was assigned about a month ago, and I was supposed to have finished by Friday. I HATE these things; I'm not good at them, and I really think they are pointless. Might be useful for some people but I just can't see the use of them; especially when they ask where you see yourself in 3-5 years. Working, preferably; a big lottery winner, even more preferably. When they got assigned we were actually told to use chatgpt to write them, so we would 'impress' the higher ups with our insights. To me that's like your high school English teacher handing you a copy of Shakespeare and telling you to copy it word for word, and pretend you authored it. Yes I know it can be useful, but it seems very wrong. One of my coworkers has spent two weeks on hers, and it's looooooong. Mine is just one thing, very short and to the point. My direct manager is going to shoot it back to me and tell me to elaborate on it, and I'm just stubborn enough to say no; I wrote what I thought I needed to. I'm about eight years from retirement (read: find a job where senior citizens can still make money) and I have no aspirations to management or anything more than what I already do, and have done quite well for about 17 years now. End of rant.
 
So this morning I finally finished the Individual Development Plan for work that was assigned about a month ago, and I was supposed to have finished by Friday. I HATE these things; I'm not good at them, and I really think they are pointless. Might be useful for some people but I just can't see the use of them; especially when they ask where you see yourself in 3-5 years. Working, preferably; a big lottery winner, even more preferably. When they got assigned we were actually told to use chatgpt to write them, so we would 'impress' the higher ups with our insights. To me that's like your high school English teacher handing you a copy of Shakespeare and telling you to copy it word for word, and pretend you authored it. Yes I know it can be useful, but it seems very wrong. One of my coworkers has spent two weeks on hers, and it's looooooong. Mine is just one thing, very short and to the point. My direct manager is going to shoot it back to me and tell me to elaborate on it, and I'm just stubborn enough to say no; I wrote what I thought I needed to. I'm about eight years from retirement (read: find a job where senior citizens can still make money) and I have no aspirations to management or anything more than what I already do, and have done quite well for about 17 years now. End of rant.
I'm 354 days from retiring and they know better than to try and engage me with the HR mind futz right now. They don't really want to know what you think, they just want to feel superior by making judgements about how you express it. The emperor is butt arse naked. There. I said it. Anything else you wanna know? I don't dislike my job, as such. I dislike the entire concept of trading my life for groceries. Time to escape the BS. Grow the mane. Listen to Jimmy Buffet on a catamaran. Play swing-the-ring under palm trees. Maybe get that spider tattoo I always wanted on my neck. Pay my tab with Soggy Dollars. I told the wife I was going to get an Airstream trailer at the beach and rent SeaDoos for cash only. Write a novel. Maybe order me a youthful companion off the internet. She got a big laugh out of that last one. Whatever. Screw everybody.
Except you guys. I think you "get" me. :rolleyes:
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I wanna see the washing machine with a “Dark Side of the Moon” setting.

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Reminds me of a VERY long time ago when Levi 501s came back into fashion for the 'preppy' kids (and also the kids whose parents couldn't afford the pricey designer jeans). The ONLY way to buy them was the unwashed stiff denim style, then wash the hell out of them until they looked right. Me being the semi-spoiled teenager that I was (I didn't learn to really do laundry until I was about 18, don't judge me), I broke our washing machine turning the dial the wrong way. My parents were livid, as they should be.

43 or so years later, my current washer and dryer talk to my phone. I can tell when the husband is doing laundry from work, letting me know that there will be about 400 socks in the dryer for about 3 days until he gets around to taking them out.
 
One of my favorite insults for less than intelligent people is: "They don't know which end of a soldering iron to hold."

Brew on :mug:
Ok, yeah, but who among us have not fried a digit on the unrelenting hell stick, while trying to hold 3 LED leads and a couple TO5 leads together with the other hand?

While drinking.
 
Ok, yeah, but who among us have not fried a digit on the unrelenting hell stick, while trying to hold 3 LED leads and a couple TO5 leads together with the other hand?

While drinking.
I had to reread that. I thought you said "while driving".

Yeah, soldering and oven gloves are just not made for each other.
😂😂
 
This is my rural Midwestern showing, but it seems like shining for deer has really dropped off in popularity.

Though I wonder if people get their fill of it just from driving around.
 
Oh, that sounds like very unusual behaviour for a husband.
Doing laundry? Or 400 socks? He won't let me do his laundry due to my penchant (lovely word) for throwing everything into one load and let er rip. Which has given me some tshirts (that maybe I wanted to steal in the first place, snork) that were rendered too small for him. Also, bonus, I don't have to do his laundry. As to socks, he changes them at least two times a day, sometimes four on a weekend day when he's bowling. At any given time I can enter any room in my house and find at least 4 socks. Mostly under the couch in the living room. Last time I counted 14. I love him dearly but he's weird.
 
Doing laundry? Or 400 socks? He won't let me do his laundry due to my penchant (lovely word) for throwing everything into one load and let er rip. Which has given me some tshirts (that maybe I wanted to steal in the first place, snork) that were rendered too small for him. Also, bonus, I don't have to do his laundry. As to socks, he changes them at least two times a day, sometimes four on a weekend day when he's bowling. At any given time I can enter any room in my house and find at least 4 socks. Mostly under the couch in the living room. Last time I counted 14. I love him dearly but he's weird.
My wife and I used to argue occasionally about chores around the house. Her way of divvying the work was to list everything she did anyway as her burden and the rest was mine. And then proceed to be perpetually dissatisfied with me until I got it all done. So I finally had enough of the griping and told her we needed to renegotiate the distribution of labor in a democratic manner instead of by decree. During the "discussion" that followed, she brought up the fact that she did all the laundry as a kind of checkmate move. So I said, "stop with the laundry thing. I don't do laundry because you don't like the way I do it. It's not that hard to do". So... now we have his and hers laundry rooms and guess who gets to do his own laundry ever since.
 
Of all the things you'd need to live on Mars, I think Beano and Gas-X would be must-haves.
 
been studying sound design, synthesizers & other ways to make boopingbeeps.

all this research, digging online, trying different software synths

to come up with the TWO single most iconic synthesizer notes in the history!

& they're the same NOTE!





having arthritis issues, it's easier to play the keyboard, so I'm learning piano.

& drums on keyboards
 
been studying sound design, synthesizers & other ways to make boopingbeeps.

all this research, digging online, trying different software synths

to come up with the TWO single most iconic synthesizer notes in the history!

& they're the same NOTE!


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I got Beat It and Tom Sawyer. Anyone else?
 
there is something very sobering of the finality of a funeral.
It's always awkward to me how you attend a funeral and it's so solemn... and then you see people you haven't seen in years and it's a struggle to maintain the serious nature of the situation. I think the level of reunion chatter is directly related to the age and circumstances of the deceased. I think I will leave money for a keg and liven the mood.
 
It's currently 80°F in my living room and I am in heaven! Those that know me on here, know I have Brain/spine/CNS issues....Well: Since 2014 I'm always freezing cold, at least my backside is, until a few years ago when we had the nasty heatwaves and it got up to 98° in my house for over 24 hours and my front half felt warm for the first time in years and my spine, hips and legs finally ceased to be freezing. It's improved each year since with my own temp threshold getting lower each year. Thankfully, my GF has disordered sleeping and is still in bed (having been up in the wee hours) and I have this time to enjoy not freezing and not having to wear layers and my sweater...heck I actually pushed my comforter down to my waist last night in bed keeping only the wool blanket and top sheet up to the back of my head because it was an astounding 69° overnight I this is the first time this year I've awoken and can move around better with minimal pain.
I'm drinking a bit to celebrate by myself before my GF gets up and I have to turn on the damn air-conditioner...heck.. I only just recently shut down the furnace. :p
When I talk about myself on here, it's usually the 'brain-damage' disclaimer so that people I'm posting to may be aware that I might have missed a safety issue and that's a downer.... I just wanted to share my rare joy so I'm posting this here.
:mug:
 
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