A woman recently commented on how my work boots looked expensive. I don’t have expensive boots….I spend as little as I can. The thing about my boots is that I POLISH them once in a while. It was one of my chores as a boy and it was clear what magic a little elbow grease could do.
I was reminiscing about Royal Mint candy bars at work recently. My experience with them was when they came in rations. I would gobble them down happily and later would sometimes think about those strange candy bars that I ate at work but never saw in stores….
Until….A friend and I ran into some for the first time while buying gasoline in Vancouver and nostalgia compelled us to buy a pile and pig out. “It’s the chocolate from the IMP’s!” we squealed and gobbled down bar after bar of that waxy nastiness. Very quickly the reality of that nastiness and a belly ache set in: We weren’t out in the bush and exhausted…we were in a city with choices…and when given choices, Royal Mint didn’t make the short list.
I saw a lady at Walmart this weekend, who sounded like a new arrival from Haiti, and it seems that either the Schlampe flip-flop shuffle is the same down there or she’s integrating really quickly.
I was doing a little reading about Diclofenac, an anti inflammatory drug I was taking, and learned that it’s toxic to vultures and its veterinary use is responsible for the near-extinction of vultures in much of South Asia starting in the 1990’s. Why is this the first I’ve heard of this?
The state of repair is as important as the name….I was driving behind a newer Mercedes car today and saw several rust spots on the trunk lid. If the car were in perfect shape I would have been impressed (on some level) by the conspicuous display of wealth but with those rust spots it’s clear the owner can’t afford to maintain their car and it brings as much prestige as a fourth-hand Corolla.
In a previous life as a welder for fabrication and machine shops, I had a taste of small scale production runs of different kinds of products and while some aspects of the work were monotonous, others were rather sexy. I’ve been working on a different production lines in a local factory (not just a few guys in a shop like before) and it’s about 80% sexy….
Anyway…tonight I’m watching and episode of Megafactories showing the Ford Dearborn Truck Plant in Michigan and thinking how sexy things could actually be….
I know that the production engineer I work for had something to be proud of when I heard one machinist warn another that his automated test rig would “fink” on them if their parts were out of spec.