Past couple of days people can't seem to drive worth beans lately.
they are so busy texting on their phones that they wanna swerve all over the road or stop in the middle of traffic to get their text out.
Driving 25 in a 45 zone will not only generally get you killed but take out a few others with you.
Then last night...busiest DUI day of the year. So I try to stay off the roads.
We had gone to some friends to have a bit of fun. we ate and played games and had a great time. I made some caramel from scratch to compliment the home made ice cream they made. I ate way too much...it was awesome.
Supplanter, my wife, left something over there after getting home and comfortable was when she noticed...so shoes have to go back on and drive back over to go and get it.
when we get back I see that some neighbors are playing with fireworks.
We haven't had any rain in weeks so things are a bit dry around here.
Sure enough they started the grass on fire and made me worry about the whole complex.
Drunks, teenagers, fire, night, and explosives...great mix eh?
This after coming home from work the other day to find the parking lot full...and there is one joker who obviously felt above the rules by parking right down the middle of two spaces with his car. So I parked sideways behind him so he couldn't get out. and I went inside. Eventually he came out to his minivan to leave (I know the cars that belong here) and proceeds to move his vehicle out by rocking it back and forth to get out...I come out to move my car so I can let him out (and let him have a piece of my mind) just to find out that he is our new maintenance guy.
He then proceeds to bless me out for blocking him in...as if. I think I shocked him when I gave it back to him and then some. Obviously from my career as a construction Electrician I can give better than this skinny little wienie can think of. So now he is challenging me to a fight. I tell him that he needs to get on before he wakes up in a hospital. I live here and he doesn't and this is my home...not his. (I have lived here for over six years)
He goes and tells the Managers his little issue...surprise surprise they now need a new maintenance guy. I see him later at the driving range hitting a few golf balls...he doesn't say a word but quietly leaves...leaving a quarter bucket of balls unhit.
another fella picks them up and hits them.. I was kinda glad too. My son was with me. He is bigger than I am. We look intimidating, I guess, to him...even if I was wearing my Casting Crowns baseball cap.
Then at School the instructor is another wienie. Programming is somewhat of a new thing for a lot of my classmates...so we go kinda slow. PLC programming is kinda a unique thing so it is a bit different than what I learned in College 20 years ago. BasicA, Fortran, Cobol, Pascal, and etc. But usually I would sit down with the syntax dictionary and learn how to program and the instructor would check my work. Even if I had gone beyond what they were teaching with some new expressions my extra work was always rewarded when it would work. Advice given when I didn't understand syntax or usage.
the first homework programming exercise I followed the instructions given to the letter and restricted myself in how I solved the assignment...only to watch the instructor not follow the homework instructions and basically cheat to get the assignment accomplished. I fussed and told him that if that was what he wanted I coulda done that in a quarter of the time that I spent on it. Relay logic instead of PLC logic was the assignment and from the TITLE of the assignment that was what the assignment was. He used PLC logic and that was what he wanted and I was brow beaten for not using it.
Next assignment given and now we can use PLC logic. Much easier....but restricted to a specific number of expressions. OK...but from reading ahead and getting to more expressions and commands I see one I want to use. I ask if I can use one...again brow beaten and told that that isn't going to be allowed.
I was programming computers when this wienie wasn't even a gleam in his daddy's eye yet...I programmed them on tape cassettes before there were hard drives available to the common public. Floppy drives had yet become invented. And he wants to tell me what is specially allowed and not allowed but when it comes to his
solutions it is? He has to be one of the worst instructors we have had...or at least just as bad as the last one and he was a joke too.
Why not just write the darned programming for me and be done with it? That is what he is doing for the rest of the class (who is rather burned out and no one is trying) I am the only one putting forth the effort to learn anything or do the assignments. I actually don't really care whether I top out right now or not. (They all care and want the $$$) I got enough to get by on and that is enough for me.
gonna go and do this homework and get the failing grade over with.,