How do you know?

I’ve sat on this topic for a few weeks now and after reading an article on Yahoo just now, I figure now is as good a time as any to write this.

Unmentionables

Yes, I know it’s been ages since I’ve posted anything. Work is really stressing me out. So I’m going to moan about something new and different. If you don’t want to read about lingerie, do not read further.

Still Here

I haven’t quit blogging like it seems many others have, it’s just that anything I have to say involves how much work is pissing me off. I am tired of co-workers bitching at me for decisions I didn’t make. I’m tired of the lack of communication that runs so rampant in a company of NINE PEOPLE. I’m tired of doing bullshit work because my boss cannot accept the explanation given to him about why something is the way it is.

So rather than bitch about any of this which doesn’t matter in the end, I’ve gone silent.

What am I missing?

I’ve debated all morning about whether to write this and now I am.

Today, President Barak Obama took time out of his busy schedule to talk to the children of this nation. He took the time to acknowledge the existence of the next generation as opposed to just talking about them. I could only wish that something like this had happened when I was growing up. The best I can remember is former president Reagan coming to town and going to the park near our house. We got to go, but I couldn’t tell you what it was he said because he was so far away and more than likely didn’t say much of anything that concerned me. Presidents rarely speak to children. When President Obama spoke to students he did so in a more comfortable manner. In a mode of communication children are familiar with.

And what did he say? He said take responsibility for your education. Go to class and pay attention. Don’t let your failures define who you are. YOU are the future of this country and you are needed.

Simple, straightforward. Nothing wrong with one thing he said.

Thing 1 and one co-worker were sitting in the kitchen a while ago and Thing 1 asked what the big deal was about. Having sat here and read most of what was going to be said in the speech, I decided to go tell them, naïvely believing that they’d simply say, “Oh! Okay, that’s not so bad.” I should know better than to ASSume I know anything about these people I work with. My co-worker responded with, “I don’t want him talking to my kids. It’s a parent’s responsibility to make kids go to school.” I guess he wouldn’t like it if one of his sons’ favourite tv characters visited their school and told the kids to stay in school and do what they’re told.

I don’t think I’ll be talking or interacting with any children in the future. I might influence them in the wrong way and then be hated by their parents. *sigh*

Anniversary

One year ago today, my family and I were at my cousin’s house a mere 45 minute drive from where we live, hunkered down awaiting Gustav. They have a huge house, so it’s not like we were all crammed in together, but it was still nerve-wracking. Especially with the weather alert radio blaring a loud beeping alarm whenever a tornado had touched down. It would go off even if one wasn’t headed our way because it’s a blanket alert system. Still, I was nervous enough sleeping at night – because I have not and hope to never experience a tornado – and to have that thing go off in the middle of the night scared the crap out of me. We spent nearly a week without electricity and if it weren’t for books, I’d have gone mad. Our next door neighbours stayed home for the storm and let us know by Friday of that week it was safe to return home. I hope it’s many more years before we have to repeat that scenario.