1.All aboard the money train. I was reading this other blog that reported 4 fire fighters in San Diego just received $34,300 to be split between then, because of their traumatic exposure while they participated in a 2007 Gay Pride. Did I just hear that correctly? Reparations for straight fire fighters because of lewd comments and sexually charged conduct. None of them were touched or felt threatened. This was the second jury, because the first one was hung. The first time they asked for $1 million each. My question is can I sue T-Mobile when an irate customer yells at me and I feel threatened. Or should I sue any of my former employers for asking me to do my job? HELL NO! Suck it up guys. I hope the appeal gives the money back to the city.
2. Obama's first 30 days.....I realize probably most of my friends are Dem's and would agree or at the least not be offended by my personal comments, but I'm tired of hearing people continually bitch about the money he is planning on spending and how he uses "buzz" words. Of course he uses "buzz" words he's THE public figure for the United States of America. In a state of financial confusion and unrest, a war with no end in site and continual angst among the people, it's his job to try to keep people motivated and positive. Yes, he used the word crisis too much. Is our economic situation fixed? No and it won't be anytime soon. It took us a while to get here. I suppose next time President Obama should schedule a meeting with some of the professors from Hogwarts to figure out the perfect spell and save us all time.
3. I just got off the phone with my lovely cousin Carol. I dearly miss our conversations over a glass of wine (who am I kidding a couple bottles of wine). Our conversation was truly across the board as usual but we hit it heavy when I brought up prejudice tonight. I am still baffled as to how it can be 2009 and hate still surrounds us. Folks, it's still everywhere. I was on the phone with a customer tonight and she asked for someone who speaks American (She was talking to someone of Indian decent and having a hard time understanding him). She didn't ask for someone she could understand better or who speak a more proper English, and to be honest she was 85 and lives in Dayton, Ohio, so as a society we look past her prejudice. my question is, "Is it prejudice or ignorance?" It's simply the latter for me. She didn't know her words would be so harmful. Her everyday life if filled with people who look and speak in similar dialect. Whether she is at the bank, the grocery store, the gas station or the local diner, her life if filled with similar people. She doesn't get on a train filled with different languages or races every day like I do when I go to work. She doesn't have customers on a daily basis she can't help because she doesn't speak their language like I do. I lived that life in Missouri, I know it well. I choose something different. I choose to be work where I am the ONLY white guy. Is her choice wrong and mine is right? Not at all, but i wanted something different. I wanted to learn more from life. She is 85, so let's be honest and say she's not got a lot of time to learn, but we can always learn more each day. So it's up to each of use to educate everyone and learn from them as well. My family is learning tolerance as each day gets easier for them to accept their son, grandson, nephew, cousin, and friend is gay. And each day, I hope I teach them to open their hearts and mind that love comes on different fronts. I do not accept it when people try to argue banning gay marriage. Love and faith are more similar then they are opposing.
Sorry it's so deep today. I'll leave you with a little joke to brighten the mood.
A couple stops at a gas station. The husband is pumping the gas, the wife stays in the car with the windows cracked a little. The husband strikes up a conversation with the biker next to him.
Husband asks, "So where are you headed?"
Biker replies, "Ohio"
The nosey wife, leans over and yells, "What did he say?"
Husband replies, "OHIO"
The husband turns to the biker and asks, "What part?"
Biker replies, "Cincinnati"
The nosey wife chimes in again, "Where did he say?"
Husband relays, "CINCINNATI, dear!"
Biker asks the husband, "Where are you two from?"
Husband replies, "Minnesota"
Biker quietly leans in and in a low voice says, "Not a fan of Minnesota"
"Why?" the husband asks
Biker says, "TO be honest, I had the worst blow job I've ever had in Minnesota. It's the only thing I remember about the place."
The wife leans over and inquisitively asks, "What did he say?"
The husband, without missing a beat says, "I think he knows you honey!"
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