The Daily EO: November 12th, 2012

I opened the front door at work, then turned my back pack upside down and dumped everything I had in it on the floor.  And yet I couldn’t find my iPhone.  I had emergency socks, a fork, spoon, a lunch, headphones, a balled up kleenex, a green & grey rock (that I believe is from the south shore of Lake Superior) and various other items, but I couldn’t find that damn iPhone.  What do I expect having a black phone in a black bag?  Where the HELL is my phone?  AACK!

Will that beeping stop?  Oh, My  GOD!!  The police are going to come and . . . oh, okay, here is my old cell phone.

Dial.

“Hello?”

“OH my God!  What is the alarm code!?”

“What?  Where are you?”

“Iamatworkwhatisthe CODE??”

WHOOP!!  WHOOP!!

“What is the code?!”

WHOOP!  WHOOP!

“Okay, its um . .. XXX, okay?  Okay??  Got it?”

Blessed silence.

November 12th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  Just because they don’t tell you there is an alarm, doesn’t mean there isn’t one.  And look, there is my little iPhone, tucked neatly away where it’s usually kept.

 

The Daily EO: September 8th, 2012

I put my husband on a plane today because he has to start his new job on Monday.  Fine wife I am.  First I convince him to move to BC with me, and then I don’t follow through.  I am not starting a new job yet and I am in the general comfort of my childhood home.  While he is working and crashing on the couch of generous friends.  I mean, that is hardly fair is it?  Shouldn’t I be facing this new challenge by his side?  Nope, I just drive him to the airport and send him on his way.  Go make us some money, honey.

September 9th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  The pretty black and white floral umbrella my mom bought me as her Going to Vancouver gift.  I’ll be pretty and dry.

 

 

The Daily EO: July 22nd, 2012

I sat on the couch watching Lethal Weapon 3.  We watched the first two the previous two nights.  Despite the efforts of Danny Glover, Mel Gibson and Rene Russo, I wasn’t giving it my full attention because all I could think about was it was my last night in Cranbrook.

I sat beside my brother saying nothing – and him saying nothing in return.

I reviewed the week – and it always seems to go so fast when I am at home – I have a healing Juniper rash, a burn, white paint on my hands and shins, a broken nail, pine sap all over my flip flops, an assumed 5 extra pounds and two ruined shirts.  I dug around in the shrubs; removed painted over wall paper with a heat gun; taped, sanded and painted the white trim; cleaned up after the storm; ate a lot of carbohydrates and fat; and carried, toted, cleaned up, lifted, cleaned and generally did my share of the house maintenance.  

My brother doesn’t say much, and when he does it is often sardonic wit.  He smirks at me often – like he’s caught me being an idiot again.  Rarely do sappy words leave his mouth.  And Rarely is probably too strong a word.

He has to be at work each morning at 6 am, and therefore is almost always in bed by 10 pm.  As the movie progressed, the clocked ticked on – and soon it was 10:30 pm.  Then 10:45.  And then the going to bed process finally began.  I got the message.

July 22nd, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  I’m going to miss you too Todd, thanks for that extra hour together.

The Daily EO: May 14th, 2012

I was a smart kid.  I always did well in grade school and I found it easy to navigate the world’s requirements.  I actually looked forward to taking tests and exams because it allowed me to prove to myself (and others) how smart I was.  Hey!  I said I was smart, not modest.   Anyways, I eventually learned that I wasn’t all that and a bag of chips.  And became much easier to live with in the process, I’m sure.  You’d have to ask my mom.

I was contacted on Friday afternoon by a recruiter to request a second interview.  She warned me, the second interview wasn’t going to be easy like the first – they were really going to “grill” me.  Hmmm.  I accepted the second interview and set it for Monday at 11:00 am.  As I was driving to the interview, the recruiter called me again to let me know the HR person called to warn there would be a lot of managers in the room – “Don’t get intimidated”.

This is where my childhood desire to prove how well I know my stuff came into play.  Grill me?  Bring it!  Intimidate me?  Just try it!  Ha!  Ask me anything about Materials Management, Manufacturing Philosophy, Management Principles!  I’m ready.   Pshaw!  Grill me, will you?  I Grill You!

And they tried.   The questions were intelligent, appropriate, and normally perhaps difficult.  But I’ll tell you this – once you’ve worked at a well-managed company that eventually went into receivership during the midst of unprecedented upheaval in your industry (automotive) and watched the American financial system collapse, there isn’t much that can faze you.  And afterall, I am a Materials Manager and that’s was they were looking for – its not like I had to name all the bones in the human body.

May 14th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  That was no grilling – that was a tanning bed.

Maintenance May Day 14:
Packed a healthy low-calorie lunch to eat on the drive home from the interview (body).
Asked the President of the company why there was a sign in their lobby that Read “31 Years of Excellence.  1980-2011”.  Did the excellence stop?  (career or not?)
Extremely courteous and friendly to the cashier at Shopper’s Drug Mart who was having a terrible day.  (soul)

The Daily EO: May 11th, 2012

At 1 am Friday morning, my husband – and therefore me – awoke to his phone ringing.  He is on call 24/7 for IT issues at his company (for the next month anyways) and according to Murphy when problems are going to happen, they happen at night.  I too have had to carry a pager, and I often was paged in the night.  More frequently than I could believe, the caller was surprised to find that I had been sleeping when they paged me.  I am not sure why this would be – I always understood that night shift workers probably wouldn’t relish a call from me at 2 pm.

Often I was paged with a problem I could not solve from my bed linens.  “Susan, we can’t find the blah-blah capacitor for the production that was scheduled to start 3 hours ago.”  Well, let me look in my pj’s. . .  no, not here.   “Susan, we can’t find the key for storage room.”  Yes, really.  “Susan, the line is down, so we can’t run SMT (surface mount technology) for your product you needed”.  Um, do I need to know that NOW?  Do you want me to get my wrench and come into work and try to fix the machine?

And such was the call Emile received at 1 am.  The caller was gobsmacked to hear that he had been sleeping.  Granted she was new to the position – although not the human race as far as I know.   I am sure she intellectually understands that most people sleep at night.  But somehow, she missed it on this occasion.  Yes, Emile could likely solve her problem quickly and  in this case, he said “Have you tried turning it off and on again?”  (yes, IT people really do have to say that sometimes).  And it worked – although he then had to explain to her what her log-in passwords are and that SQL was a programming language and in no way had anything to do with Squirrel the Resort Software.   Yes, all of this on-call thing is part of his job, I get it, but the day shift/night shift relationships are funny to me nonetheless.  (when I am not crabby from lack of sleep anyways)

Is this punishment for us day timers because we got the “good” shifts? Do you just call us to play with us?  And laugh away with all of your sallow complexioned night shift friends?

 May 11th, 2012 Extra-Ordinary:  The lack of empathy from night shift team members on sleep schedules of the day shift team members.

Maintenance May Day 11:
Gave $10 back to the teenaged girl at American Eagle Outfitters who dropped it at my feet.  I had put it in wallet as I thought I had dropped it, but when she started panicking with her friend and searching for her missing $10, I put things together.  (soul)  (part of me wanted to keep it when I saw the skimpy tank top she wanted to buy with it)
Ate Savory Lemon Verbana Scone, Basil Panini, Thai Lemongrass Spiced Pulled Pork Taco with Mango Salsa, Arugula Pesto Pasta, Pineapple Sage Marmalade, Lemon Thyme Citron Tart and Chinese Five Spice Pork Loin with Chive Salsa in Niagara perfectly paired with Niagara wines during the Wine & Herb Festival on-going in May.  (Body & Soul)