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After a week of rioting in LA

There was a nationwide “No Kings” protest.

Apparently, the turn out was substantial in many cities. Surprisingly, at first glance it appears the violence was kept to a minimum.

I didn’t tune in to any of the news coverage. I just don’t give a shit anymore.

Here’s what an AI had to say about it.

“The “No Kings” protests aimed to highlight opposition to President Trump’s policies and advocate for democracy and individual rights, but their immediate impact on policy changes remains unclear. However, they did mobilize significant public engagement and awareness around issues such as immigration and government accountability.“

No Kings In America Graphics 101307578 1 3634830133.The AI noted that it might be inaccurate, so as usual take everything an AI says with a grain of salt or an entire salt lick.

It was very quiet up here, I think most of the locals stayed home. Who can blame them? A lot of the folks up here commute to LA daily.

They must have been exhausted with the protests after a week of slugging through traffic that was wadded up by multiple road closures.

I spent part of the day looking for a job. I was also looking for places to live where the demographics were more favorable to people like me than California.

I think I want to live someplace inexpensive, probably rural, where the values I have, are shared by most of the people surrounding me. Not everyone has to think the same way I do, but I want to be around people that understand having differences of opinion is not tantamount to emotional violence. A place where discussion of those differences doesn’t result in physical violence.

In other words, I’m ready to check out. I’m tired of the insanity. Try as I might to avoid the news, the politics, the incessant wailing and gnashing of teeth, it’s getting more difficult all the time.

I just don’t care. Deport people, don’t deport people, love The President, hate The President, believe Congress is doing their jobs, or don’t. Reparations for black people (again) or not, looting isn’t a crime, or looting is a crime, have police, don’t have police, It’s all the same and has been for decades.

I just don’t want to hear about it anymore. 

I’m sick and tired of failure. No matter how we vote, we are not in control of the institutions that subjugate us. The powers that be, are not, and probably haven’t acted in the interests of anyone but themselves for decades, possibly even for my entire life.

For years in my 20’s – 30s I had no interest in politics. I was just trying to survive. My whole life has been about trying to get a leg up, trying to be a responsible individual, and being a good upstanding citizen. You know being a good guy…

My work history is a testament to not being in control, I served only at the leisure of people and corporations that viewed me as nothing but a cog in their machinations and who thought nothing of discarding me and 100s of other people just like me, at the drop of a hat.

What has it gotten me? A lifetime of holding on by my fingernails and for what?

I begin to understand one of my Grandfathers once saying, “There may come a time when you envy the dead.” At the time I thought he was just being old, cross, and cynical. 

Now I’m starting to see what he might have been talking about. He was looking at years of unrest, WWII, Korea, Vietnam, Hippies, Yippys, the Cold War, mutually assured destruction, protests, violence, increasing taxation & regulation, government scandals, corrupt politicians, breakneck technological innovations, and social engineering, that ultimately seemed to make things worse and more complex, rather than better.

For him there were a constant stream of golden dreams, that always turned out to be lead painted with cheap gold paint.

I think my father felt it too. It might have been why for a time, he lived on a farm and only re-entered the rush of the world because of a family disaster. For my Dad, that re-entry cost him everything, and he still had the strength to pull it together and stand tall and proud right up until the end. I don’t know if I’m anywhere near as strong as he was.

Both of my Grandfathers, and my Dad, used to say the system was rigged. Generally speaking, they tried not to contaminate our childish dreams of better lives. They’d send us kids out of the room, or the house, to go play in the sun and enjoy the security they provided for us, when they were talking about “adult” things.

I recall my Dad being in favor of rebooting the government every 20 years or so. His theory was to strike all the laws, and restart from ground zero with The Constitution, Bill of Rights, and commonly accepted laws about thieving and killing. He was in favor of putting every politician, judge, and bureaucrat on trial.

He thought those trials should be held by the people and that the people should be the ultimate authority. He was in favor of marching the guilty straight to the gallows or firing squads as an example to other politicians and those with political ambitions.

He eventually mellowed, but maybe he had a point. He was about consequences, and in my lifetime I’ve seen where “no consequences” has led us. We have hundreds of thousands of laws, but they’re selectively applied or perverted to allow the “desired” outcome. Is that law?

I’d love to have a conversation with my Dad & Grandfathers about that philosophical question.

I wonder if my Dad & Grandfathers would be laughing their asses off at the “No Kings” protestors. Not because the protestors are saying no kings, but because the protestors are so clueless. If you think about it they and all the rest of us are serving, and have been for most of their lives, a diaphanous imperial model.

The people pulling the strings, are the same powers that have always been behind the thrones.

My Dad once said offhandedly, “The King isn’t the guy to watch, he’s the distraction. It’s the advisers and members of the court that are the real threat.”

Well Dad, it’s taken me 40 years to figure out what you meant. I guess I’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

To my Grandpa’s on both sides of the family, and to my Dad. Happy Father’s Day. You’re missed, loved, and thought of often. I wish I could talk to you.

This just crossed my mind and I know you’d all laugh, “Do the Amish take in converts?”

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Found another treasure trove.

I’ve been sorting and tossing stuff, (Not nearly enough as I should have been,) my progress has been, umm… Uneven.

I’m putting that politely.

Part of the issue is that a lot of the stuff is Jerry’s, some of it is mine, and some of it is Pre-Fire. The latter is stuff that I had no idea still existed, and that I’d written off in the weeks following the fire because… it was easier to erase everything from my memory rather than be frustrated by looking for something I thought I had, only to remember it was one of a thousand things I’d lost.

Nonetheless, every once in a while amidst all the papers, statements, and partially melted items, stuffed in dusty boxes some of which had been inhabited by mice while everything was stored in a storage unit, I’ll find something of interest.

Yes, I’m wearing gloves, and a mask, and trying very hard not to create a dust cloud of ash and soot.

Items of recent interest happened to be a large spindle of CDs and DVD that contained data.

In the fire, all of my computers were destroyed. With them, all of my data, photos and music. My CD collection was slagged, as were most of the DVDs when the living room burned.

After the fire, I was able to pull a bunch of my music collection off an iPod. It too had been damaged, but the drive spun up long enough to recover the music that had been stored on it.

However almost anything pre 2008 was lost. The spindle is of particular interest because it looked like some of the CD’s contained photos. Several of the photo CDs were damaged beyond recovery. But those that did mount properly, allowed me to fill in missing years of memories from our life together.

Some of the photos are bittersweet and more than once I’ve been misty eyed. We were so young, so hopeful and looking back despite everything we went through, we had a good life together.

Further into the spindle, I found 5 DVDs. On those, I found my music library. It appears that I’d made a backup in 2004. In those days you had to purchase the physical CD then plug it into the CD on your computer and let iTunes rip the files processing them into MP3 or the later M4a formats.

Since money was always tight, I didn’t spend a ton of our budget on music, but generally speaking, the music I had was stuff I really enjoyed.

The loss of my CD & DVD collection was one of the things that hurt the most. 

Finding these discs was kind of a whooping & hollering moment. I’ve never fully replaced my collection, because I didn’t remember all the CDs in the collection, and had nothing to work from except seeing a title in a store I recognized. As streaming came into its own, I’ve replaced some albums by searching for a bit of music in iTunes that I suddenly recalled. The problem with that is, if I ever choose to stop paying for iTunes, I’ll loose access to those albums because I’ve never bought the albums, instead I’m essentially renting access to them.

All the DVDs mounted. I now have 19GB of recovered music.

Now the job is to reintegrate my original collection into my current music library avoiding duplications, and preserving the higher quality versions. From what I’ve seen, at least part of the collection I’d updated to m4a from mp3.

Given hard disk constraints (and expense) in the early 2000’s there are few really high quality aiff format files. That being said, since I’m not an audiophile the m4a format plays just fine on wireless speakers. If I was after a totally “Lossless” experience for a particular album, the only way to go is with vinyl or some form of original master. 

Apple offers a “lossless” experience via headphones or hardline speaker connection via either their internal DAC or one that is externally connected.

Honestly, that’s overkill for a heathen like me.

The discs that didn’t mount all go into the trash. Those from which I’ve managed to recover data will be stored on a new spindle and put away in the event that I need them again. 

The box they’re stored in will be properly labeled this time.

When I find things like this, I can’t wait to find out what’s stored, or if it’s recoverable. 

In other words, it’s a distraction. I delude myself into believing that I need to review the materials, instead of continuing the sorting and tossing. After all if discs don’t mount or work properly then I can in clear conscience throw them away…

Same reasoning I used as a kid when I didn’t want to clean my room…

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Good News? Maybe? I’m not sure.

Perhaps I’m just really jaded. Maybe super suspicious. It could be that I have no faith in my fellow man. Or that I have too much faith in how shitty my fellow man can be. I don’t know.

I have a “Job Offer”. You’d think I’d be whooping and hollering about it. The pay is good, the list of benefits is generous after a 90-day probationary period. They pay weekly! Nobody does that anymore.

And yet…

Something “feels” off.

Granted, I spent a lot of time on their interview test and, according to the AI I ran it by, scored very highly from an AI’s perspective. But I have yet to speak directly with someone, nor have I had any form of interview aside from their interview test.

They offer a stipend to set up my home office. They sent a list of equipment that they call their setup.

Trouble is, they’re saying once I get their stipend I should buy these items locally. That’s weird and their list is incomplete and specifies two items that are no longer available. 

But they do list a Wi-Fi router. 

Obviously, I have internet since we’ve been communicating. What they don’t specify is a required internet speed to connect to this router they think I don’t have. In fact, I’ve got no less than 3 routers, 2 of which are not in use. They specify a backup device but don’t provide any specifications for that either.

Their “List” specifies a $1600 Apple monitor, but does not specify a keyboard or mouse, and the computer they list doesn’t come with either. Even the model printer they list is discontinued. The computer is a top-of-the-line Apple Studio or was two years ago. It’s been superseded by two or three M-Series chipsets. And why that particular model? An Apple mini, or for that matter, a recent MacBook Air would be just as capable. Hell, my MacBook Pro is one chip generation beyond what they’re listing.

The thing is, most corporations are going to go as cheap as possible, and they’re going to be Windows-based. M-Series chips are fantastic, they’re fast, run generally cool, and are insanely powerful. But like it or not, the world runs on Windows. So why call for a very powerful Mac machine?

A Mac Studio machine is, in every way, overkill for a simple QA job. Unless they expect compiling of software and perhaps load testing of a product in multiple instances of the application to be done locally.

Even so, my MacBook can do what the M1 Studio could do, and I’ve got maximum memory and hard drive in this unit.

They wouldn’t know that, and they’ve never asked what my setup here is.  For all they know, I’m running a dial-up modem at 1200 baud. Even my 4-year-old Epson ink tank printer is superior to the printer they listed. I can overlook that because a lot of people don’t have printers these days.

The list is woefully incomplete. It demonstrates a lack of understanding of what’s needed or why.

I could accept all of this as just another HR screwup dealing with technology people. 

But there are other things that seem “off”.

I can’t find the original Application record. Based on what this company does, I could see myself applying, but I can’t find the confirmation email saying that I did.

Trying to figure out if they were legit, I went to the corporate website. It’s real and belongs to a 100-year-old company. The company has offices worldwide. Okay, so that’s legit.

One “RED Flag” is that the domain names don’t match. That’s not surprising if they wanted to use a subdomain to partition their HR issues away from the corporate domain. I’ve seen companies do that. But the domain name that I’ve been sending email over doesn’t appear to be tied to the company. It also appears to simply be parked, meaning it’s got no web page or redirection to the main corporate domain or even the existing career subdomain.

Even the AI I asked to analyze the email header suggested inconclusive results and caution. That was actually kind of funny. The AI’s analysis matched mine exactly. Nice to know I haven’t lost a step when it comes to technology.

From the email header, it looks like the email originates in Germany. Even that isn’t strange since the company has 3 or 4 facilities in Germany.

The domain though was only registered/activated 7 days ago. Another potential “RED Flag” there, but it could be legitimate if they just did the HR split or are in the process of contracting their hiring practices out to another firm.

They want the offer letter signed, scanned, and sent back to them with a copy (front and back) of my driver’s license. “RED Flag”! Germany and many EU countries don’t or didn’t accept scanned signatures. Does an American company hiring an American citizen in America have to follow EU rules at their facilities in the EU?

The rest of the email header suggests that the actual email services are being provided by Google, and that the email likely originated on Google workspace. That would be legitimate, but there are some email security features that are not in use, suggesting that something isn’t configured correctly. “YELLOW Flag”.

This morning, I tried calling the actual corporate offices in Ohio. I started with their employee verification line. I figured the fastest way to check was to ask if the individual named as a contact was actually a current employee. The verification people were contracted. They were another company entirely and wouldn’t answer the question because I wasn’t a subscriber.

What flashed through my mind was, “Then what purpose do you serve?” I didn’t ask it. I thought verification services were to say John Doe, works for Company X. Or Joe Doe worked for company X from date 1 to date 2. No other information should, or needs to be shared.

The lady was nice and gave me a phone number to the HR department of the Company in Ohio. I called that number and well, it was strange. It would ring several times, then pause, then ring several times again. Not like English phones, but like the phone system was trying different extensions. Eventually, the system disconnected and I got a message from my carrier that the call couldn’t be completed at this time.

Weird. So I called the main corporate number, and a nice operator connected me to the HR director. She was out. I left a voice mail but have not heard back and honestly don’t expect to. Her outgoing voicemail was “Garbled” in a specific and identifiable way. (Think, a non-synthetic Jasmine Crockett.) She’s HR and isn’t going to return a call because she’ll perceive that as a liability. (And God forbid she might break a nail dialing the phone.)

Maybe she’ll surprise me on Monday, but I’m not holding my breath. Fridays in HR departments are often very busy.

I really want this to be legitimate. A job, especially a remote-only position, would be a dream come true and couldn’t come at a better time.

But, and this is the real concern. Suppose this is some kind of phishing email. Even the shitbox company I worked for last sent the offer letter and onboarding instructions via FedEx.

I know they’re going to want my ID and Social Security number for right-to-work verification. Plus, they’re going to need W4 documents and all the other hiring bullshit. Most importantly, they’ll want to direct deposit, which means giving them access to my bank account. I could open another account and provide them with that account number. Transferring on the back end wouldn’t be an issue and might not be a bad idea in any case.

I’m going to let it stew over the weekend. I’ll try to reach someone at the actual company on Monday.

On the one hand, it might be legitimate, and maybe they’ll respect me for being cautious. On the other hand, maybe they don’t know someone is working a scam using them as cover. Either way, I’ll have an answer.

If it’s all bogus, I’ll console myself with the knowledge that I’ve got a good boilerplate interview answer sheet. And perhaps some scumbag scammer will be wearing a nice set of nickel-plated bracelets. 

I just wonder if I’m too cautious, too mistrustful, and too suspicious for my own good.

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What is wrong with companies these days?

Company A publishes an ad for a position.

Prospect B replies to that ad.

Months later

Company A sends email to Prospect B, “Are you still interested? If so, Respond ‘Yes’”

Prospect B responds “Yes”

Company A sends email containing several pages of screening questions to be filled out in essay format.

I found the instructions telling.

Use acronyms only after you’ve explained them.
Use correct spelling and grammar.

Really? They had to specify the blindingly obvious?

Neither parties have actually spoken to each other, human to human.

Next will be a phone preinterview

Then a Zoom meeting and attendant group interview. 

Then there will be no word at all for another few weeks or months, because the candidates are hung up in committee. A Committee it should be noted that is  made up of people who will likely never set foot in the Engineering wing of the corporation, (if they even know where it is).

Just when Prospect B has forgotten about it, Company A will reach out with additional questions from the group interview.

This is what passes for “Efficiency”.

God I miss the old days! 

This shit was so simple and direct. By step three, Prospect B had been interviewed by the hiring manager, a decision had been made, offer letter was in the mail, (as were “Thanks but no thanks letters”,) and the hired candidate already had their company access badge.

Here we are in 2025, communications at the speed of light, more email pumps across the ‘net in a minute than “Snail Mail” in a week.

We have cheap, to the point of being almost free, global telephone & video conferencing on a scale that was only the fevered dream of futurists 20 years ago and we have “Leading Edge” companies (because all companies are “Leading Edge” right?), being hobbled by…

Human Resources? Lawyers? Fear of hurting someone’s feelings?

This process should be faster, not slower.

Additionally, because of so many bogus headhunting agencies play similar games I’m always wondering if I’ve got some kind of scammer phishing for information.

So I’m perhaps unduly cautious and suspicious.

In on-line dating, the scams are played out exactly like this too.

“Hey.”
Hello
“You’re really good looking.”
Thank you
“Do you work out?”
Yes
“At a Gym”
Yeah, one here in town.
“What’s it called?
Gold’s 
“Really? That’s my gym too.”
Nice, maybe I’ll see you there sometime
“What city you live in?”
Northeast LA

It’s after 30 more inane messages. You find, the person has no car, can’t afford their rent, and wants you to pay for a Gold’s membership but would prefer a premium Equinox gym package that includes monthly massages & pedicures. Then they send you a “Picture” of themselves which is clearly a well known (possibly deceased,) porn star, and ask you to Venmo them “just a little” cash to keep their phone on.

When you say “Thanks but no Thanks” they get nasty and report you to the moderation council of the dating app and you’re under investigation for not being “inclusive” in your dating preferences. At this point you can infer this person is making their living scamming people on various dating apps.

Job seeking at its basic level isn’t very different from dating.

One difference is that in technology, typically the best folks have zero patience for bullshit. Hmm, that might not be a good example. 

I can speak from personal experience when I say the best technology people I’ve ever worked with, had difficulty connecting with other people. They didn’t understand social niceties, and were very easily bored or confused by human behavior. They felt that the reason a company should hire them was self evident based on their resumes and the choice was obviously clear.

A company hired them for their abilities, to fill a particular need, and that was literally all that mattered. They preferred the ultimate meritocracy, in fact they thrived in environments where feelings had no place. It was simply a matter of getting the job done.

I very much lean toward that same philosophy in working environment. I had an advantage in that I had just enough comprehension of normal humans, that I could be an interface between people who didn’t do emotion or feelings, and those who were a bundle of contradictory impulses, desires, goals, manipulation, and feelings.

My function was to provide a window into how normal humans interact with machines and software, test software, and represent Engineering / Development / QA in meetings with people, my less socially adapted colleagues considered rabid chimpanzees.

After particularly difficult meetings with normal humans, it was bliss to return to emotionless labs where all that was required of me, was to analyze binary logic. Something worked or it didn’t, there were no shades of grey.

Reporting a defect to a really good developer had zero emotional charge. It simply was a fact and the developer would accept it as such, perhaps ask clarifying questions, then put it on their “To-Do” list as a high priority to fix after they were done with the feature they were currently implementing.

Most of the developers I worked with, appreciated my ability to stand in for them with the “Normies”. Equally, they understood that dealing with the cacophony of “Normie” feelings and demands in meetings was exhausting and could intuit my status with a glance. They kindly let me be after meetings until I’d recharged in the protected and rarified energy of the engineering labs.

Engineers and developers aren’t ignorant of emotional cues, they simply don’t live every waking moment in emotional discord. They’ll come across as not caring. That’s not strictly true. They care, but are choosy about what and who they invest their time in.

They’ll generally protect one of their own or someone like me. It’s not about friendship, or Machiavellian plans. Protection is extended because persons A or B serve a vital function. Clean, impersonal, simple, direct… Binary.

corporate party.jpgAs HR departments have become more interested in psychology, employee engagement & happiness, they’ve alienated developers and people like myself who lean more toward a non-human mindset.

HR departments hate engineering departments. HR feels unappreciated when they create a party atmosphere for a company event, they have streamers, balloons, BBQ, and give out little trinket awards. They expect everyone to enjoy over amplified music in a corporate parking lot and they call this “Team Building”.

Engineers and Developers see it this way. Parking is not possible in our usual spot. Will be late to the morning status meeting. Free food > food in lunch bag. Cold packs in lunch bag will not last the entire day. Alternate cold storage will be required, lunch bag will serve as dinner tonight. 11:30 HR function, most of development pod will file out, grab free food & drink, then return to desks where there is adequate seating and temperature is optimal, plastic Chinese awards insignificant. Suboptimal music playing in parking lot = distraction, headphones required. Metallica playlist available. Fourth order equations for project must be programmed in C or Assembly to be effective. Consult with Alan to determine which path is likely to produce best outcome.

When the “Team Building” event begins, HR expects, and I’ve seen in some cases, demands, (HR really likes to use the word “Mandatory”), that all employees remain in the designated “Party Area”. Their “logic” is to promote interaction between all departments.

The reality, is that the engineers and developers congregate with each other, plates and drinks in hand conversing about the daily work, project issues, and do not interact with other departments. It’s not that they’re trying to be antisocial, it’s just that “rabid chimpanzees” aren’t that interesting.

Often the software QA group forms a protective picket line between the “Normies” and the Engineering / Development staff. It’s sort of a QA thing, we like our Engineering / Development colleagues and know them well enough to understand social interactions may not be comfortable or pleasant for many of them. We’re tribal and protect our own.

QA & Engineering / Development interact well with each other, but are “strange ducks” in comparison to the rest of the departments. Sales people often try to breech the QA picket line in an attempt to gain future product development knowledge that they can sell as “current product” to enhance their sales numbers for the month.

Most, if not all, are intercepted by QA and distracted with questions about the latest sports teams or how their children from various wives are doing in various sports.

The obligatory “Time Present” value expires, Engineering / Development / QA refills plates and drinks then retreats to Optimal seating and temperature inside their labs.

HR is disappointed that engineering was not engaged, but consoles themselves with handing out reward trinkets to Sales/Marketing and Executive staff.

HR is incapable of evaluating contributions from Engineering / Development / QA. Quantifiable metrics are esoteric and without a dollar value HR is unable to relate an award trinket to ephemeral concepts.

HR then begins planning next company event with further goal to force Engineering / Development / QA to participate.

In this, HR utterly fails to understand that Engineers / Developers / QA are completely different creatures. We’re the kind of people that figure out how to build atomic weapons not because we want to blow shit up or for wars. We do it, because it’s interesting and we’re curious if we can actually make it work.

As a side note, we’re also the people that are often guided by a principal loosely attributed to Robert Oppenheimer & Albert Einstein: “Yes, we can do this thing… But should we? Can we be sure that this won’t be misused or cause irreparable harm?“

I’ve been at companies where HR mandated, (there’s that word again,) Engineering / Development / QA participation at 2 or 3 consecutive corporate functions. Typically by the fourth mandated function,(It is mandatory that all employees attend,) the Engineering / Development / QA department leaves the corporate campus 1/2 hour before the scheduled event.

During the mandated corporate event, Engineering / Development / QA are all at  the local microbrewery enjoying beer, food, camaraderie, and discussing resume refreshes because the company has come to appear more interested in “cross department team building” than giving them raises greater than 1% or actual completion of new products or projects.

It does not go un-noticed by Engineering / Development / QA that they’re driving shitbox cars while Sales / Marketing / HR are driving new Porsche’s, Teslas, Corvettes, Mercedes, BMW, or Range Rovers, and wearing 125K Patek Phillippe watches.

Which leads back to job searches

Company A publishes an ad for a position.

Prospect B replies to that ad.

Months later

Company A sends email to Prospect B, “Are you still interested? If so, Respond ‘Yes’”

Prospect B responds “Yes”

Company A sends email containing several pages of screening questions to be filled out in essay format.

And you wonder why, many Engineers / Developers / QA people are somewhat antisocial.

Well, I must now apply my time to answering essay questions. I wonder if I could get an AI to do it? Perhaps I could, but should I? Sure! I don’t see any irreparable harm…

Update: AI was useful. Essay test completed and sent. I chose to provide “Seed” concepts to the AI I was using, then allow it to create a high scoring draft answer. I took the draft and reworked it into my own method of speaking accepting that the score would drop a point or two. My hope is if a human ever reads the document they’ll recognize a real person was behind it.

I’ve added the completed document to a new “Boilerplate” document for future use. I suspect that no human eyes will ever read the document I submitted. I’m betting that an AI will evaluate the document, score it for completeness, spelling, and grammar, then pass those scores to another ATS AI which will compare the scores to other applicant scores then place my application in a queue ranked by score and limited in number.

Whoever created these ATS systems and their associated AIs didn’t fully understand the concept “Yes, we can do this thing… But should we? Can we be sure that this won’t be misused or cause irreparable harm?“

Sigh…

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Am I getting old and crotchety?

I hate Memorial Day.

That’s not actually true. I hate Memorial Day weekend. All the yard sales draw people into the neighborhood. Even that isn’t a big deal, but the sheer numbers of people are a nuisance.

It’s hard to walk the dog. People aren’t paying attention to the road while they’re driving. They’re looking for signs, and at the goods splayed out in presentations on front lawns, driveways, and inside garages.

Which means they’re driving poorly in the first place, and thankfully slowly for the most part. Where this becomes an issue is if you’re trying to cross a street with a pup that loves everyone and is equally intrigued by all the nifty colorful stuff being displayed.

God help you if someone is selling dog toys!

In short there’s chaos. People parking in the streets, others trying to go about their business and attempting to navigate around various cars and people wandering around like they’re at a mall.

Walking a dog in all of this is a pain. What’s worse is that there are traffic jams and at every street crossing the wait for a break in traffic is a long one.

So it’s with blazing sun and an impatient pup that you wait, and wait, and wait before it’s safe to cross.

That’s annoying. 

Add to that a neighbor across the street screaming and cursing about dogs in the neighborhood doing their jobs; barking at strangers and thinking they’re protecting their owner’s homes or possessions which from their perspective are inexplicably on the front lawn. My stress level starts climbing and I realize I don’t want another summer of this guy adding to the noise.

Several months ago, the crazy lady was apparently hauled off to the booby hatch. Approximately a month prior to that, all of the 20+ Chihuahuas she was keeping were sent to good homes, or the pound. The limit is 4 dogs per household how the hell she had 20+ dogs is beyond me. Well, not entirely. She refused to have any of them fixed. So reproduction being what it is…

It does explain why the dogs exhibited pack behavior and why they were so damn loud all the time.

For a blissful few months, there was no cacophony of noise coming from her place. A new neighbor moved in with 2 huskies who “sing” the world into existence about 7:30am. Sometimes Jesse joins in the chorus for one or two howls, then he’s bored and comes in to check on me.

Lately, he just ignores their morning serenade.

For the last two weeks a next door neighbor has been host to a lady friend and what I presume to be her daughter. That’s his business and I certainly don’t care. Except that the daughter isn’t all there.

Oddly she exhibits the same behavior that “Crazy Pants” across the street did. Equally strange is that her voice is almost exactly a match for “Crazy Pants”.

The voice alone is triggering, but now that voice and nonsensical sounds, singing, yelling, screaming, chittering like a monkey, and all the rest, sounds like she’s in my damn living room.

Even Jesse has taken to laying in the front bedroom just to be as far away from the source of the sound as possible.

Why do these people have only one volume? Loud! This defective human must be seen, and acknowledged otherwise she raises her voice to impossible levels until she is acknowledged. It’s tiresome, and while you’d think, “just be nice,” that’s never enough.

She must be spoken to, and you know what? Sometimes I don’t feel like having an inane conversation first thing in the morning. I sure as hell don’t want to have the same conversation each and every time I set foot on the back deck.

I’m becoming that old guy that is grumpy all the damn time. I’m fighting it, but it’s a losing battle.

For the past week I’ve been working on coursework to obtain a certification in a bid to make me more marketable to potential employers. It’s not been that difficult but it does require concentration.

Especially since midway through the course the bit of software I was learning was so dissimilar from the course materials being presented, that each lab required 20 minutes of hunting and pecking to find the control element the course material said I should see on a particular page. The software in question has changed radically since the course work was developed.

As you might imagine this added a level of frustration. To make matters worse, the differences multiplied three fold by the time I got to the end of the course.

The end was in sight, and the certificate was just out of reach.The first three modules, I scored between 93 and 100 on the module exam. By the fourth and final exam, I scored an 88. DAMN!!!!!

Starting to see the problem? My general frustration level was increasing on a number of fronts at the same time. 

There are a couple more certifications I want to get including one from an international organization for testing professionals. That’s a $250 course and I think I’m going to need absolute concentration to learn the material and pass that final.

Thankfully, I didn’t start that one at the same time because the random screams and badly imitated birdcalls apparently coming from my living room would certainly have annoyed me to the point of becoming a real asshole!

Yesterday evening, I literally couldn’t watch a movie without having the volume at “Sonic Boom” levels. Since the movie had gunfire and explosions the situation was untenable, even with the doors and windows closed. So I gave up and spent more time “exploring” the piece of software that has been giving me difficulty, outside the coursework assignments.

To add another cramp in my style: I like working on the deck in the early morning. It’s quite nice to enjoy the morning cool, with a cup of coffee, my computer, the birds singing in the trees, and my dog watching the world while curled up at my feet. He likes the morning “watch” and really likes our time together in the morning sun.

Right up until “HELLO SIR! HELLO SIR! UH HELLO SIR!!!!” The last, at a level that rivals a Saturn rocket taking off.

I feel like MurderBot. My internal dialogue is something like, “Maybe if I don’t answer she’ll go away. Uhhh nope, she really feels if she talks others are obligated to respond. Can’t she see that I’m working? Why can’t she leave me alone? What would she do if I was mute? I need to go check the perimeter. I wonder if she would leave me alone if I was wearing a set of obvious headphones? Maybe a bright shiny set of AirPod Max headphones…“

At least I’m a sir. It’s at this point we exchange pseudo pleasantries and I move inside to continue working undisturbed. Jesse follows me in then lays down with a heavy sigh.

I guess my annoyance stems from the fact that I don’t like someone forcing me into a position where their sense of importance is predicated on my responding to them whether I give a shit about them or not.

Perhaps this is why I loathe the TQIA2S+ abc∏ part of the LGB community. I don’t care if they exist or not. I shouldn’t be forced to validate them.

I completed the course. I got the certificate and it is now listed on my resume and the linked in account for what that’s worth.

All of this leads to a question about the viability of remote work here at the house. I can’t be in a conference call with obscenities and fake whippoorwill bird calls punctuated with screaming.

Remote work will likely involve a lot of conference calls and video chat time. How can I explain it’s nothing, when those sounds will appear to be coming from inside my house?

Which leads me back to the whole issue of being subjugated in my own space by the vagaries of others who have no self control, common sense, or respect for their fellow humans.

That leads me back to being grumpy.

Hopefully, the neighbors lady friend and her defective offspring will be leaving soon. I rather suspect that the next door neighbor is finding this tiresome too.

He’s a voice actor who works from his home. He has a nice studio setup inside the house, but even his soundproofing probably can’t cut out all the noise from his back yard. If he starts missing deadlines due to retakes, he may decide the price is too high.

Am I a bad person for wanting peace and quiet? Has my neighborhood become like the apartment complex I lived in down in Escondido? I don’t have gunshots ringing out 2 blocks over on weekends when rival gangs went to war with each other… yet. But certainly things appear to be going south here in my little mountain community.

If I’m going to have to put up with incessant noise, what’s the point of living here? An apartment in Wyoming, Virginia, Kentucky, Tennessee, or three blocks from my mother and stepfather in Florida would do just as well. A perk is that I could call the landlord when something broke.

I find myself wondering if I’m crazy, just grumpy, suffering from over sensitivity, or are these things that annoy the shit out of me actually valid.

It’s time for bed. I’m exhausted. Once agin, the dog is right.

Tomorrow, I’ll send out the new resume and wait to see if this improves my responses.

While I’m waiting for the rest of the Memorial Day weekend to come to a close, I’ll clean and toss more stuff. 

Remember Memorial Day isn’t about sales, or garage sales. It’s about remembering and appreciating all those who didn’t come home and who believed that fighting for our ability to have a BBQ and shop in peace and freedom was worth their lives.

I guess compared to their sacrifice, my bitching is insignificant.

Hug a soldier and have a nice few days.