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So apparently I need to think about purchasing a few more pairs of slacks for work. While I have changed a bit (for whatever reason) up until a year or so ago I just wore the same damn clothes for YEARS. Truly. Until they fell apart and I had to buy new ones. I just never saw the need for it and have never been one to worry about whether or not I was in style. I wore the same pair of sneakers until they fell apart and would buy one new pair of jeans a year. T-Shirts, hell I have T-shirts older than all three of my children combined.

One necessary evil was the need for new work clothes on occasion. Since I wear black slacks and my uniform more often than anything else, I obviously have to purchase new pairs a bit more often but generally I stick to the same rule. When the shit falls apart, replace it. While I am not quite so tight about it anymore I do tend to wear them out as my family noticed this morning.

I grabbed a pair of black kakis off the hanger this morning just like normal but these had developed a small hole in my right cheek which of course I paid no attention to but the wife noticed immediately.

“There’s a hole in your butt”

“Yes, there are two”

No response…

Then my eight-year-old walks into the bathroom a couple of minutes later and tells me pretty much the same thing,

“Daddy, you have a hole in your butt”

“So do you”

“No I don’t”

“Why do you think they call it a butthole?”

At which point peals of small child laughter ensue and the wife thanks me for teaching our daughter something new…

A minute passes and Ruth tells me,

“Yeah, thanks for teaching me that”

She returns a minute or so later,

“Thanks for teaching me that, I’m going to repeat it at school”

“If you do I will ground you forever…and a day”

Deafening silence.

The butthole parent gene ALWAYS wins.

So apparently I need to think about purchasing a few more pairs of slacks for work. While I have changed a bit (for whatever reason) up until a year or so ago I just wore the same damn clothes for YEARS. Truly. Until they fell apart and I had to buy new ones. I just never saw the need for it and have never been one to worry about whether or not I was in style. I wore the same pair of sneakers until they fell apart and would buy one new pair of jeans a year. T-Shirts, hell I have T-shirts older than all three of my children combined.

One necessary evil was the need for new work clothes on occasion. Since I wear black slacks and my uniform more often than anything else, I obviously have to purchase new pairs a bit more often but generally I stick to the same rule. When the shit falls apart, replace it. While I am not quite so tight about it anymore I do tend to wear them out as my family noticed this morning.

I grabbed a pair of black kakis off the hanger this morning just like normal but these had developed a small hole in my right cheek which of course I paid no attention to but the wife noticed immediately.

“There’s a hole in your butt”

“Yes, there are two”

No response…

Then my eight-year-old walks into the bathroom a couple of minutes later and tells me pretty much the same thing,

“Daddy, you have a hole in your butt”

“So do you”

“No I don’t”

“Why do you think they call it a butthole?”

At which point peals of small child laughter ensue and the wife thanks me for teaching our daughter something new…

A minute passes and Ruth tells me,

“Yeah, thanks for teaching me that”

She returns a minute or so later,

“Thanks for teaching me that, I’m going to repeat it at school”

“If you do I will ground you forever…and a day”

Deafening silence.

The butthole parent gene ALWAYS wins.

I started my day in a fairly pissy mood and it really didn’t get any better until I got home 14 hours later. I think I just decided subconsciously on the way to work to be a bastard today or something.

After being in this business for the last 24 years you would think that it wouldn’t surprise me that some people are basically just fucking lazy and just won’t do what you ask them. I have been telling this one person who is over about 30 of my employees to do several basic parts of his job for the last nine weeks and he still isn’t doing it. WTF? About four weeks ago I stopped telling him verbally and started putting it in writing, leaving the guy weekly notes as to what I want him to accomplish that week. I will give him another week or two and then it will be time for me to do my semi-annual evaluations on my management team.

He’s new so I don’t expect him to be able to get everything done and I certainly don’t expect him to be an expert on his job yet but he is shirking his managerial duties and having hourly employees do his paperwork and other parts of his job. It’s starting to tread into legal territory and that I don’t like. Maybe the evaluation will be enough to straighten him up. We’ll see.

I started my day in a fairly pissy mood and it really didn’t get any better until I got home 14 hours later. I think I just decided subconsciously on the way to work to be a bastard today or something.

After being in this business for the last 24 years you would think that it wouldn’t surprise me that some people are basically just fucking lazy and just won’t do what you ask them. I have been telling this one person who is over about 30 of my employees to do several basic parts of his job for the last nine weeks and he still isn’t doing it. WTF? About four weeks ago I stopped telling him verbally and started putting it in writing, leaving the guy weekly notes as to what I want him to accomplish that week. I will give him another week or two and then it will be time for me to do my semi-annual evaluations on my management team.

He’s new so I don’t expect him to be able to get everything done and I certainly don’t expect him to be an expert on his job yet but he is shirking his managerial duties and having hourly employees do his paperwork and other parts of his job. It’s starting to tread into legal territory and that I don’t like. Maybe the evaluation will be enough to straighten him up. We’ll see.

The moon tonight as seen from my Android. Of course it would help if I could hold still. It might even be better if I broke out the expensive equipment but fuck it… That would be too much effort.

Won’t see another one quite this large until 2029 according to the wife.

All’s I know is…watch out for the Super Werewolves tonight.

After work this afternoon I made sure to stop in at the restaurant where my car was hit last night and speak with my employee.

Poor mae…

Anyway, when i spoke with him on the phone earlier he mentioned something about just paying for it out of pocket. Problem is then i have to pay for it and try to collect my money. I’m not having any of that shit.

I took a pic of his insurance card and the damage to both if our cars. He is supposed to call his agent monday but i left him a voice mail any way. If he hasn’t called me by monday afternoon i will pay my agent a visit and allstate can sue the shit out of him. Just as long as my car is fixed.

When he found out i was coming up there and wanted his insurance info he apparently got very nervous and started shaking and dropping stuff. He looked like he was going to pike when i took the pictures. Oh fucking well. Learn to drive…

After work this afternoon I made sure to stop in at the restaurant where my car was hit last night and speak with my employee.

Poor mae…

Anyway, when i spoke with him on the phone earlier he mentioned something about just paying for it out of pocket. Problem is then i have to pay for it and try to collect my money. I’m not having any of that shit.

I took a pic of his insurance card and the damage to both if our cars. He is supposed to call his agent monday but i left him a voice mail any way. If he hasn’t called me by monday afternoon i will pay my agent a visit and allstate can sue the shit out of him. Just as long as my car is fixed.

When he found out i was coming up there and wanted his insurance info he apparently got very nervous and started shaking and dropping stuff. He looked like he was going to pike when i took the pictures. Oh fucking well. Learn to drive…

Discovered these guys through my wife a few months ago. I particularly enjoyed this song.

Taking the wee one to the doctor shortly so I figured I would stop in for a minute or two.

My youngest has always been pretty tiny but for the last year or so she has had quite a few growth spurts and the growing pains are excruciating for her. I can remember how my legs hurt as a teen and it was not something I particularly enjoyed.

While it is most likely exactly what I posted above, we just want to make sure that it’s just growing pains. She cries at times because they are so bad. It may just be that her tolerance for pain is not particularly high but we have to be sure.

It’s been a pretty uneventful vacation week so far, which is a good thing. Still trying to make up for lost sleep but the fact that I am staying up too late and still getting up with the family in the morning doesn’t help. Today was the last day this week I would have been able to sleep in due to plans for the rest of the week. Maybe after I drop my daughter at school I can get a nap in.

Anyway, not much else planned. I am going to get back to scanning some of my dad’s old slides tonight and I’ll either post them to Flickr or Facebook or perhaps both. Some of his date back to the early sixties but there are quite a few photos as far back as the 1800’s including some dry plates (glass negative plates). Eventually I will get them all scanned as well as a shitload of documents and then I will donate most of the older stuff to the Sandy Springs Historical Society. My Great Aunt Sold/Donated the last 22 acres of the family property and a park is supposed to be created there. It’s called the Lost Corner Preserve. It sort of pissed me off at the time that my father and his brother were never notified about it but since the land passed from her brothers to my Aunt Peggy there wasn’t a fuck of a lot to do after the fact.