I’m not writing. I’m taking a vacation. Except I am writing because I’m so mad at my state’s government, I want to go and bang a couple of their heads together. One of them has to be that belonging to the smiling Charlie Baker, guvnor of our state.
We have a particularly tall, handsome governor. He smiles a lot, especially when there’s a camera in the vicinity. I have some questions about what else — other than smiling — he does because as far as I know, he talks entirely in generalities, then smiles. That’s pretty much his whole thing. Meanwhile, if you look at a list of which states have done well or worse in the distribution of vaccines. We are just slightly better than American Samoa — where they don’t seem to have COVID at all.
There is not a single site anywhere in Worcester County — where we live — that gives out vaccinations. So unless you are getting your vaccination at work (i.e., you work in a hospital, clinic, senior facility, or prison), you have to drive at least 60 miles to even have a chance at a vaccine. Literally, not a pharmacy or doctor’s office has a single vaccine.
After four years of putting up with T**** and his crap, now I’m just waiting. Like the refugees in Casablanca. Waiting and waiting and waiting. Will we ever get that plane ride to Lisbon?
Is it necessary to trust someone you like? (friends, acquaintances or co-workers with whom you have no familial ties)
Let me ask you what you mean by “like.” A casual kind of “office” friendliness that’s impersonal? Or a real friendship? To casually like someone well enough to sit and share a cup of coffee I don’t need trust. Just an extra chair. But for a friendship? Trust is the bottom line. If you don’t trust them, how can you have a meaningful conversation with them?
Do you hold grudges? What do you do when someone really irritates you?
I don’t hold grudges in the sense of planning revenge, but there are things I never forget. Some are family things, some were friends or lovers, once upon a time — long, long ago. I do not hold grudges, but I detach from such people. I want nothing to do with them. Not a conversation, casual or otherwise. I have learned to let the anger go and grudges don’t hang around if you don’t keep the anger. That doesn’t mean I want to be friends again. I don’t. If possible, I don’t even want to see them ever again.
What’s the most sensible thing you’ve heard someone say?
In all 74 years of my life? Seriously, in all of these years, I’m going to remember a single sensible line as if to say there was only one? In all those years? I’ve heard a lot of sensible lines and some of them were incredibly wrong, but sensible. There are a lot of things to which “sensible” doesn’t apply. Politics is one of them. Corporate decision-making is another. Anything decided by a committee may sound sensible, but dive into and I bet you’ll discover it’s really stupid.
I’ve worked for a lot of bosses who didn’t have a grain of sense and others who were remarkably sensible and smart too. I’m sure they had something sensible to say. Those days — working days — were at least 15 years ago. I should remember ONE line? Not only is my memory not that good, but you’ve got to assume more than one person has said something sensible through the years. Whether of not I remember it is another issue. Anyway, just for the record, commonsense is not common and frequently not sensible, either.
Is crying a sign of weakness or strength in adults?
I don’t know. What are they crying about?
What small things were you grateful for this week?
I got some great help from a customer service worker on Amazon. I hope I have much better news next week. I live in hope.