The Tools I Have to Deal With

At least once a day, at work, we get an email from the other company in the building that basically calls either me or my team leader stupid. Most of the time, it’s because one of the temps we have working with us has screwed up and, because we actually work there, we get blamed for it. Of course, there are a few times when we actually deserve it. Not many, but it has happened.

Last week, instead of an email from the other company, we received something else. Whenever we don’t accept a radio, for whatever reason, we’ll send it back to the dealership with a rejection form explaining why we’re not accepting it. The thing that we received was our rejection form with a note written on it by the dealer. In the note, the dealer called me out specifically.

Now, I will publically bash the moron who wrote this note. However, I will keep the tool’s anonymity intact as I do so (though I could put his name out there for everyone to see if I wanted to. I must admit that it is tempting to not take the high road). Continue reading

Sceptre of Chaos Chapter 11

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Fragiel fell to the floor. Accura’s hold of him had been dropped as she was forced to turn her attention towards battling the other gods. All he was able to do for many moments was to continue to writhe in agony. The goddess’ touch was meant to linger. When he was finally able to free himself from the pain, he found Kerven Blade standing protectively over him.

The dwarf was busy keeping one of the human/scorpion hybrids at bay. He was dodging back and forth, keeping the thing’s tail as far away from his body as he could. Despite going through its transformation, it was probably still poisonous. Even if it wasn’t, getting hit by the tail wasn’t something he wanted to experience anyways. With a smile, he touched the hilts of his two curved daggers together. Continue reading

Keeping It In

Not often, but every once in a while, I find myself wanting to put something onto Facebook, but end up keeping it to myself. I do this for a number of reasons: I’ll not want coworkers to see something or I don’t want to get “the look” from my wife.

Usually, however, I do it because my twin nephews can see what I put out there. For example…

A week ago, Mrs. Revis bought me a bottle of pumpkin flavored eggnog after hearing me say a day or two before that I’d like to try it. Because of where she put it in the refrigerator, I completely forgot about it until last night. So, I finally had a glass….

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My Football Jerseys

I own eight football jerseys. It seems that no matter which one I wear, I always get at least one comment about them. Whether it’s one of the older ones I wear to work, or one of my newer ones that I’ll wear out and about, someone always feels the need to say something about them to me. When out in public, it’s usually some comment about the team I’m wearing. Either they really like them, or it’s a cacophony of “Your team sucks!”

The people at work however, comment about something else. They comment on the amount of teams that I have a jersey for. All of my college jerseys are for the same team. It’s all about my Ohio State Buckeyes. I have four Ohio State jerseys. My NFL jerseys are a different story.

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I Have a Headache

I’m not in the mood. Not tonight, honey. Maybe later.

No, no. It’s nothing like that. Get your heads out of the gutter. I just haven’t been in the mood to blog lately. I don’t know why. I’ve come up with plenty of ideas. I’ve started writing them in my head while I’m at work. Then, I’ll get home and be about to start typing it out when I just…..don’t.

I’ll play with Baby E. I’ll hang out with my wife. I’ll watch TV. I’ll scroll through I’ll pretty much do anything but blog.

I have no idea why. When I’m at work thinking of the ideas, I’m usually excited about them. Or, I think they’ll make decent posts, at the very least. So, what’s holding me back from writing them?

I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I’m not writing it as soon as I have the idea. Maybe it’s because I’ve been working a lot of overtime recently and, by the time I get home, my brain is fried. Who knows?

Anyways, I hope that I’ll get out of this little funk soon and start putting some more stuph up for you.

The Greatest Catch

Saturday. It’s a day when hundreds of football games are played. In stadiums all over the country, pads are put on and skills are put to the test. Players are doing their best to prove they have what it takes. Great catches are everywhere.

Last Saturday I made the greatest catch of my life. It was a catch so great that it left my mother in tears. That’s not hyperbole. She was literally crying afterwards.

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An Observation and a Question

My observation:

People seem more willing, and eager, to argue with each other over the stupidest things nowadays. I’ve been noticing this a lot recently. Let me give you an example.

Most of my time at work is spent in what we call the packing room. It’s where I pack the radios I ship (See the cleverness of the name?). The packing room is connected to the tech room (where the techs repair the radios. The cleverness continues) in a couple of different ways: One, there’s a conveyor belt that the techs put the radios on which runs out of a hole in the wall into the packing room. The second is a set of doors that is only supposed to be used by the maintenance guy when he’s doing work in the tech room. With the exception of the maintenance guy, nobody is supposed to use those doors to enter or leave the tech room. The doors are also supposed to stay closed at all times.

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