Monday, May 9, 2011
reuse...recycle.......
what would one do with this assortment of odds and ends? well leave it up to resourceful Dave for a nifty use. with our new privacy fence the main gate doesn't have anything to help keep it open, sometimes when there's a good wind it catches the door and slams it shut. this can be particularly hard on the door and frame so i opted to attach a latch/lever to keep the door open when need be.
here it is assembled and in use, i used an old piece of pipe and inserted it into the ground so the rod has a slot, to help secure in place.
well where did the hardware go? you may ask. as seen in this pick the hardware has now been removed. why after you went through all that installation would you undo what you've done? well after poking around ol Davey doo came up with a much simpler idea. it is actual in use in the pic.
this pic shows the much simpler design. this is also out of the way, but still just as effective as the previous design. also works with the same mechanics of the last. (all parts used are recycled materials free .99)
Sunday, May 8, 2011
make'em sweat..........short story...........
well at my place of my employment, work was going as usual as to be expected. while working i happened to notice the store manager and a co-manger talking amongst themselves with a concerned look upon their faces. this is not unusual because they are always stressing about something. my store manager then calls me over, so i go over to him and hes says in a short tone, that i have a call on line one and after that phone call he needed to talk to me. well who could this be on the phone? possibly my lovely wife with a list containing a few items for me to pick up. but more importantly what did the manger need to talk to me about, and why was his tone so cross?
as i make my way to the back to answer the phone, my head is whirling with all kinds of questions. as i detach myself from my thoughts and answer the phone. hello i say, the voice on the other end is not one of familiarity but a strangers voice. the ever so pleasant lady on the other end, asks me about a transfer yes i answer, i do know of a transfer but my manager is on lunch and he knows the specifics, not i. well she goes on to say i just need to get some information from you, ok i say thinking its just business info but then she goes on to ask for my phone # and date of birth. hold on i think to my self this is not the usual information need for a transfer it seems a little personal.
being concerned about the information needed, i inquired further. why do you need my phone# and date of birth, i ask. she goes on to explain that this will be my password on the new ordering system at the warehouse. more questions cloud my mind, why do i need a password at the warehouse? she then goes on to ask if she is speaking to -------- and states my full name, middle included. yes i say, she asks did you not apply for a part time summer position in the warehouse. surprised i answer no. there must be some sort of mix up or something i say, i have no idea what your talking about. after further conversation we both come to the realization, that indeed some sort of information mix up/breakdown has occurred.
the conversation pleasantly ends and with the confusion straighten out, i hang up the phone. suddenly i realize why there was a short tone in my managers voice, and it made me smile. ya see management had gotten the phone call before me and had heard of my so called new position at the warehouse. this of course was a mistake but i thought it would be great to make'em sweat.
so with the element of surprise on my side i proceed to find the store manger. when i locate him his face was stern and his head I'm sure was full of questions. he tells me to find the co-manger and meet him in his office. man o man, the office that's were people go in and come out changed, weather it be for the good or bad, so off i went(doing the robot of course).
so here i sit across a big office desk from one of the smallest most intimidating managers i know. with his co-manger sitting off to his left hand side, head slightly down making sure not to make eye contact with me. the tension is thick as the conversation begins. the first words out of his mouth," Do You Have Something You Need To Tell Us" in a very aggravated and loud tone as if he was calling me out. like i had some secret of which i was hiding, sitting on like a mother hen covering her eggs which now were exposed and threaten to be smashed against the floor. inside i was filling with delight, wanting to laugh but keeping a casual demeanor. i answered, "no" with a sort of questioning in my tone.
not getting the response he expected and a little confused, he then asks, "Is There Something We Should Know About", trying to get me to expose my suspected secret of different employment. but yet again i reply, "No" this time with a touch of attitude. his face reddens as a frustrated/aggravated appearance now takes over his face. he then says "Well What Do You Have To Say About That Phone Call". oh no he didn't, o yes he did, he went there and called me out. well it was about time to let the secret out of the bag before i let it go to far, ya know i still have to work there, and he was getting a bit worked up.
so i say, "o that phone call, there must have been some sort of mix up". this kind of draws a blank questioning look to his face now, looking as if he doesn't believe me and i can tell he's still flustered. now i kind of stammer a little rushing to explain the situation, and still trying to hold back my laughter. they listen to my side of the story in sort of disbelief. still not convinced they did some checking up to back up my story(phone calls). they were soon to find out that i was right, and they did look some what relieved.
now that the drama had past and the laughter subsided i got to thinking. what if someone had gotten my social security # and had applied for a job? so after a quick talk with management and a few phone calls later the explanation was discovered. see, apparently my name is a popular name and it just so happened that some one applied for a summer position at the warehouse with the same exact full name as me. well someone in the hiring dept entered his name and my info came up scene i already work for the company, they automatically assumed it was me. which then lead to this little fiasco, which did cause a little stress and a little humor for the party's involved. but whats a days work without a good laugh.
as i make my way to the back to answer the phone, my head is whirling with all kinds of questions. as i detach myself from my thoughts and answer the phone. hello i say, the voice on the other end is not one of familiarity but a strangers voice. the ever so pleasant lady on the other end, asks me about a transfer yes i answer, i do know of a transfer but my manager is on lunch and he knows the specifics, not i. well she goes on to say i just need to get some information from you, ok i say thinking its just business info but then she goes on to ask for my phone # and date of birth. hold on i think to my self this is not the usual information need for a transfer it seems a little personal.
being concerned about the information needed, i inquired further. why do you need my phone# and date of birth, i ask. she goes on to explain that this will be my password on the new ordering system at the warehouse. more questions cloud my mind, why do i need a password at the warehouse? she then goes on to ask if she is speaking to -------- and states my full name, middle included. yes i say, she asks did you not apply for a part time summer position in the warehouse. surprised i answer no. there must be some sort of mix up or something i say, i have no idea what your talking about. after further conversation we both come to the realization, that indeed some sort of information mix up/breakdown has occurred.
the conversation pleasantly ends and with the confusion straighten out, i hang up the phone. suddenly i realize why there was a short tone in my managers voice, and it made me smile. ya see management had gotten the phone call before me and had heard of my so called new position at the warehouse. this of course was a mistake but i thought it would be great to make'em sweat.
so with the element of surprise on my side i proceed to find the store manger. when i locate him his face was stern and his head I'm sure was full of questions. he tells me to find the co-manger and meet him in his office. man o man, the office that's were people go in and come out changed, weather it be for the good or bad, so off i went(doing the robot of course).
so here i sit across a big office desk from one of the smallest most intimidating managers i know. with his co-manger sitting off to his left hand side, head slightly down making sure not to make eye contact with me. the tension is thick as the conversation begins. the first words out of his mouth," Do You Have Something You Need To Tell Us" in a very aggravated and loud tone as if he was calling me out. like i had some secret of which i was hiding, sitting on like a mother hen covering her eggs which now were exposed and threaten to be smashed against the floor. inside i was filling with delight, wanting to laugh but keeping a casual demeanor. i answered, "no" with a sort of questioning in my tone.
not getting the response he expected and a little confused, he then asks, "Is There Something We Should Know About", trying to get me to expose my suspected secret of different employment. but yet again i reply, "No" this time with a touch of attitude. his face reddens as a frustrated/aggravated appearance now takes over his face. he then says "Well What Do You Have To Say About That Phone Call". oh no he didn't, o yes he did, he went there and called me out. well it was about time to let the secret out of the bag before i let it go to far, ya know i still have to work there, and he was getting a bit worked up.
so i say, "o that phone call, there must have been some sort of mix up". this kind of draws a blank questioning look to his face now, looking as if he doesn't believe me and i can tell he's still flustered. now i kind of stammer a little rushing to explain the situation, and still trying to hold back my laughter. they listen to my side of the story in sort of disbelief. still not convinced they did some checking up to back up my story(phone calls). they were soon to find out that i was right, and they did look some what relieved.
now that the drama had past and the laughter subsided i got to thinking. what if someone had gotten my social security # and had applied for a job? so after a quick talk with management and a few phone calls later the explanation was discovered. see, apparently my name is a popular name and it just so happened that some one applied for a summer position at the warehouse with the same exact full name as me. well someone in the hiring dept entered his name and my info came up scene i already work for the company, they automatically assumed it was me. which then lead to this little fiasco, which did cause a little stress and a little humor for the party's involved. but whats a days work without a good laugh.
Friday, May 6, 2011
get your dance on........
heres a quick video of Malia dancing, hand jiving, and shaking her groove thang. the real importance in this video is Malia standing up on her own, no chair, mom, pops, or dog. she just stands up and keeps her balance and everything, its just crazy. she did this for the first time a couple of days ago. waaaaaa my little girl is growing up.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
hosta.....hosta....at the house'a
just trying to add some more plants/color along the front walkway. we put in a white edge hosta, next step is to drop a different variety of hosta in between and then come behind with a small red bush. hopefully they will take just fine.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
who's bath is it?.................
here's a quick pic of Malia taking a bath, but giving her mother a bath too....so really who's taking the bath?
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
trip to polk..a...deville.........
the other day me and the girls took a trip down to visit my parents or Malia's grandpa and grandma, down on the outskirts of Shelby. while we were there they feed us a delicious din. here is a pic of Malia eating dinner with her grandma. din consisted of ham sandwiches, potatoes salad, carrots, northern beans and washed it down with some delish tea.
we dropped of my old motorcycle(80xr) so that the youngest of my siblings could enjoy it. here she is sporting that ever so important motorcycle helmet, on a water break and then back to cruising up and down the dirt road. she seemed to catch on pretty quick. guess you can say its her first ride, just keep it safe young lady.
Monday, May 2, 2011
hanging at the park.......
here's a quick pic of Malia hanging with aunt #4 at the park. she starting to try and walk now, in this pic shes only hanging on by one hand, before you know it she be all over the place.
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