23
Mar
2016

I recently had some repairs done on my Volvo. As in most interactions with service departments, be it Sears or the dealership, we received a link to an online customer satisfaction survey to fill out with respect to our recent visit. I.E. on a scale of 1 to 10, how many annoying ways can we ask you if you were happy with our performance?

This particular survey, I decided to do on my tablet. Much to my chagrin, there were several questions that had a follow up: “Tell us about what you found favorable in the coffee pot.” Now, I am a fairly chatty gal, but I don’t like to be verbose using a touch screen, which is what I had going at the time.

The first question did not like my brief answer and asked me to expand. Then the second one (I didn’t think to capture the first)… You can see what my original comment was, and then the text I had to ADD to get the form to submit and move on!

volvo survey

And Another:
volvo survey 2

Guys, this is getting ridiculous!
volvo survey 3

Seriously. I will fill out your dumb survey, but let’s keep it simple, m’kay?

21
Mar
2016

When I was in high-school, I was that girl who was the math and science dweeb. For all practical purposes, it was prior to the concept of computer geeks, due to no one having access to any computers. Of course, PCs were just on the horizon. I did love everything technological, and ended up majoring in computer science. All of my math and science teachers really encouraged me to go into the hard sciences, and I appreciate that more than I can say.

However, there was one other teacher, Coach. He was my English teacher for my junior and senior years. If there were subjects that could be classified as my “worst,” English and Literature would be deeply entrenched into that category.

But, Coach would have NONE of it. He always challenged us to think about things from a different perspective. I thought of this, recently, when watching The Dead Poets Society with my daughter. I have a vivid memory of him at the front of the class room reminding us that “even the president… has Passion.” (Rod Stewart – and mind you, Carter was the president at the time).

Through humor and consistent pressing, he forced me to come to grips with the fact that, in order to really succeed, I needed to be able to write substantially, as well as I would be able to develop software. In fact, during my senior year, he strong-armed me into the assistant editor position on the school literary magazine. I hated every minute of it. (Except for working with the editor who was one of my favorite people in school).

So. Thanks, Coach. Thank you for understanding that I could not stay in my comfort zone with the numbers and the equations and the symbols. By convincing me to spend some extra time in the dark side, you helped form the person I am today, truly as much as the others did.

5
Jan
2016

I just wrote, and then deleted, three new posts today.  Once was about the Oscars award season, another was about my daughter’s senior year, and the third was about the struggle with my mother’s living arrangements and her acceptance of her limitations.

They were all crap; so, I tossed them.

I will try again, and hope the proper muse hits me, soon.

On a positive note, I am quite giddy because I found out a new yarn shop is opening LITERALLY down the street from me (not even three whole blocks away).  My husband and I were walking down to have a beer at the tap room (LITERALLY, four blocks away), when we saw the new tenants putting up their banner.  I almost hyperventilated when I saw the images of yarn and notions up there in full color!

We used to have a very, very good yarn shop in town, but it was nearly a 40 minute drive away from me.  Economically, an area cannot support very many yarn shops because they cater to a relatively small percentage of the overall population.  That shop closed when the owners decided to retire; another sprung up not far away from the original, but it does not really appeal to me.  Plus, the drive.

So, I am very, very happy.  My husband, not so much.   I did ask the bartender what he thought of a knit/crochet night at the tap room.  I realized that most of the people I know who work with yarn, also drink beer.  It’s the perfect demographic.  We have the money to spend on beer, but aren’t likely to cause problems with the bouncers. Am I right?

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2
Jan
2016

Too bad, I could only find one in my daughter’s size for now. I’ll just smile everytime I see her.

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You can find this t-shirt, and lots of other clever south Louisiana themed items at StoryVille.
Happy New Year! Yay!