June 14, 2006
Hello again all of you ghost readers.
Sorry it has been so long since the last message, but I am getting better. No more 3-4 week lapses hopefully.
The General has to have it's transmission plate replaced. The one on there now is warped and the warp is allowing transmission fluid to leak onto the ground. In the last four weeks, it has been sitting for 2 due to rain and only had light driving before that and it was still a quart and half down. That and the carburetor need to be replaced this weekend. The carb has a problem with the float that allows the gas/air mixture into the engine for combustion. There is no problem for the first half hour or so of driving, the problem occurs when the carb heats up. When the carb heats, the metal expands and contracts and the float has a tendency to not open when the gas is hit from a dead stop. So, say for instance you have been driving for an hour and you come to a light. You stop and float closes like normal. Light changes to green and you hit the gas, but the float doesn't open. Your car is now starving for gas and stalls right in the middle of traffic. On really bad days, the problem can happen simply slowing down and the car will almost stall out. It is symptomatic with old carb's, they need to be rebuilt every so often.
In other news, my mother is still gone and has told me that this will most likely be permanent, so I politely told her that effective that email message she was no longer living here and there was no longer a place for her even if she wanted to come back. I'm not an asshole, but this is the second time she ran off to some other state and the third time she left to live somewhere else, chasing whatever it is she feels she needs. I told her before she left that if Jim and I ever got an inkling that she intended to stay in Maryland that we could no longer keep taking her back. She understood, but made the decision anyhow.
That blond from Wal-Mart still hasn't been around. Not surprising. I think I may have seen the last of her. Shame as it probably could have been fun, but at this moment in life I need more than 'fun'. She had a boyfriend, but it was still... entertaining... to think about.
Tess' sister Lynn has split from her live-in boyfriend. This in and of itself is no great shock. They seemed perfectly contented, but life has a way of not liking just contentment. I don't know who broke it off, but I do know that it was Lynn who broke down into tears at her desk about 2 weeks ago and had to be consoled by Tess. Lynn's ex was a nice guy when I met him. Quiet, but nice enough, but if he hurt her...
We need not fret for Lynn though. Will, the previously mentioned co-worker/friend, of mine saw Lynn and another co-worker that she pals around with making out in the male co-workers car. Nothing wrong with a good rebound relationship, however this guy already has/had a girlfriend, Jess. This guy, Jack*, used to play poker with Jim and I and a few others and Jess would come along. When Jim, Will and I went to a great steakhouse a few weeks back, Jess was our waitress. Very, very, stunningly pretty. Black hair with a blond strip going through the middle and very thin. There is a sadistic part of me that feels like going up to Jack and asking him how Jess is, just to see the initial reaction.
For those of you who are fans of Tess, here is your few paragraphs this time. Her and that coast guard guy are becoming quite interesting to observe. For as much time as they have spending together, Tess earlier this week stated quite clearly that she had no boyfriend. If that is her idea of friendship, I missed the boat. She doesn't talk with me still, but doesn't ignore me either. I still fear scaring her away again. How much changes in 6 months? To go from a fairly deep crush to an impartial observer.
Last Thursday for instance, Tess must have stayed awake all the night before because she kept falling asleep at her station. It must have been bad because she actually was having co-workers pulling sentry duty and waking her up when the supervisors would come into her area. Well, after 5pm, only me and one other person were around and the other person had to use the bathroom. So, there lay Tess, mouth open sleeping peacefully... and her supervisor came towards us. I probably could have woken her up and not have freaked her out, but I was terrified she wouldn't give me a chance to explain. So, I say nothing and pray to God her friend gets back. The sup sees Tess and walks into the call center managers office. The friend gets back and I immediately mouth to her to wake Tess up, QUICK! She did, but it was too late. The manager came out and lightly but firmly harangued Tess for about 5 minutes. To try to assuage my guilt I gave her a couple of No-Doz pills I keep at my desk. She was wide awake about a half hour after that.
I located Dee on MySpace.com by the way. I requested a friendship status, but she has yet to grant it. Will is friends with her, but said he has never received any sort of message. He theorizes that Dee has finally figured out that leaving such a plush job was, how shall we say... counter-productive? He thinks that Dee doesn't want us to know how much she kicks herself for leaving now. I certainly hope not, but I cannot be surprised. I told her weeks before she put in the resignation that she could very easily regret it, but she didn't listen to me. Even when her relationship with that guy started falling apart, she didn't want to listen.
Will told me that a week after she put in her two-week notice, she tried to rescind it, but the manager refused. I can only imagine that was when she decided not to move to Boston with that guy. There was probably a moment of clarity and she realized that she was about to give up a job that people double her age would kill for. I know the manager, he is a nice guy but very professional. He probably told her that she could withdraw the notice, but be back to regular TSR and maybe stay a trainer, rather than both a trainer and a Team Leader. Dee was not being used properly and I am sure that even if she had stayed, they would have probably busted her back down the phones.
I would like to try to be her friend, and I would have hoped that she need not feel embarrassed to tell me if she did now regret leaving, but I can only wait and see.
There is more, but I really have to go. Bye for now and hopefully I can update again in the near future.
Sorry it has been so long since the last message, but I am getting better. No more 3-4 week lapses hopefully.
The General has to have it's transmission plate replaced. The one on there now is warped and the warp is allowing transmission fluid to leak onto the ground. In the last four weeks, it has been sitting for 2 due to rain and only had light driving before that and it was still a quart and half down. That and the carburetor need to be replaced this weekend. The carb has a problem with the float that allows the gas/air mixture into the engine for combustion. There is no problem for the first half hour or so of driving, the problem occurs when the carb heats up. When the carb heats, the metal expands and contracts and the float has a tendency to not open when the gas is hit from a dead stop. So, say for instance you have been driving for an hour and you come to a light. You stop and float closes like normal. Light changes to green and you hit the gas, but the float doesn't open. Your car is now starving for gas and stalls right in the middle of traffic. On really bad days, the problem can happen simply slowing down and the car will almost stall out. It is symptomatic with old carb's, they need to be rebuilt every so often.
In other news, my mother is still gone and has told me that this will most likely be permanent, so I politely told her that effective that email message she was no longer living here and there was no longer a place for her even if she wanted to come back. I'm not an asshole, but this is the second time she ran off to some other state and the third time she left to live somewhere else, chasing whatever it is she feels she needs. I told her before she left that if Jim and I ever got an inkling that she intended to stay in Maryland that we could no longer keep taking her back. She understood, but made the decision anyhow.
That blond from Wal-Mart still hasn't been around. Not surprising. I think I may have seen the last of her. Shame as it probably could have been fun, but at this moment in life I need more than 'fun'. She had a boyfriend, but it was still... entertaining... to think about.
Tess' sister Lynn has split from her live-in boyfriend. This in and of itself is no great shock. They seemed perfectly contented, but life has a way of not liking just contentment. I don't know who broke it off, but I do know that it was Lynn who broke down into tears at her desk about 2 weeks ago and had to be consoled by Tess. Lynn's ex was a nice guy when I met him. Quiet, but nice enough, but if he hurt her...
We need not fret for Lynn though. Will, the previously mentioned co-worker/friend, of mine saw Lynn and another co-worker that she pals around with making out in the male co-workers car. Nothing wrong with a good rebound relationship, however this guy already has/had a girlfriend, Jess. This guy, Jack*, used to play poker with Jim and I and a few others and Jess would come along. When Jim, Will and I went to a great steakhouse a few weeks back, Jess was our waitress. Very, very, stunningly pretty. Black hair with a blond strip going through the middle and very thin. There is a sadistic part of me that feels like going up to Jack and asking him how Jess is, just to see the initial reaction.
For those of you who are fans of Tess, here is your few paragraphs this time. Her and that coast guard guy are becoming quite interesting to observe. For as much time as they have spending together, Tess earlier this week stated quite clearly that she had no boyfriend. If that is her idea of friendship, I missed the boat. She doesn't talk with me still, but doesn't ignore me either. I still fear scaring her away again. How much changes in 6 months? To go from a fairly deep crush to an impartial observer.
Last Thursday for instance, Tess must have stayed awake all the night before because she kept falling asleep at her station. It must have been bad because she actually was having co-workers pulling sentry duty and waking her up when the supervisors would come into her area. Well, after 5pm, only me and one other person were around and the other person had to use the bathroom. So, there lay Tess, mouth open sleeping peacefully... and her supervisor came towards us. I probably could have woken her up and not have freaked her out, but I was terrified she wouldn't give me a chance to explain. So, I say nothing and pray to God her friend gets back. The sup sees Tess and walks into the call center managers office. The friend gets back and I immediately mouth to her to wake Tess up, QUICK! She did, but it was too late. The manager came out and lightly but firmly harangued Tess for about 5 minutes. To try to assuage my guilt I gave her a couple of No-Doz pills I keep at my desk. She was wide awake about a half hour after that.
I located Dee on MySpace.com by the way. I requested a friendship status, but she has yet to grant it. Will is friends with her, but said he has never received any sort of message. He theorizes that Dee has finally figured out that leaving such a plush job was, how shall we say... counter-productive? He thinks that Dee doesn't want us to know how much she kicks herself for leaving now. I certainly hope not, but I cannot be surprised. I told her weeks before she put in the resignation that she could very easily regret it, but she didn't listen to me. Even when her relationship with that guy started falling apart, she didn't want to listen.
Will told me that a week after she put in her two-week notice, she tried to rescind it, but the manager refused. I can only imagine that was when she decided not to move to Boston with that guy. There was probably a moment of clarity and she realized that she was about to give up a job that people double her age would kill for. I know the manager, he is a nice guy but very professional. He probably told her that she could withdraw the notice, but be back to regular TSR and maybe stay a trainer, rather than both a trainer and a Team Leader. Dee was not being used properly and I am sure that even if she had stayed, they would have probably busted her back down the phones.
I would like to try to be her friend, and I would have hoped that she need not feel embarrassed to tell me if she did now regret leaving, but I can only wait and see.
There is more, but I really have to go. Bye for now and hopefully I can update again in the near future.
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