- Irish Woman doesn’t know how to take me sometimes.
- Run the side of the minivan down a cement pole in a parking garage, but nobody gets hurt? No biggee. We’ve got more important things to worry about.
- Get laid off from a job? We’ll survive. Not going to cry about it.
- Chew gum in a closed car when I’m already irritated by her choice of modern country music? Suddenly, she’s married to an irrational twit.
- Having roses delivered to the house goes a long way toward proving that I’m worth keeping around for another year.
- The cost of getting useful information out of any technical training is getting through the first two hours of folks having trouble connecting to the website and introducing themselves.
- If you’re going to sell me something as a ‘neck knife’, please be sure that the necklace attached to the sheath will fit around my head.
- When I tried it on, I looked like I’d crowned myself with a bladed weapon.
- Am I the only one who considers it rude to ask an instructor which of the assignments in a class can be ignored?
Join the NRA
Musings
Posted by daddybear71 on November 13, 2017
https://daddybearsden.com/2017/11/13/musings-266/
Previous Post
Story Idea
Story Idea
Next Post
100 Years On – Cambrai
100 Years On – Cambrai
7 Comments
DaddyBear
DaddyBear’s Den 
SPEMack
/ November 13, 2017Modern country is, with the exception of Chris Stapleton, absolute garbage
LikeLike
Drang
/ November 14, 2017“It’s the phylactery of my people.”
Did you ask the trainer in front of other trainees?
LikeLike
The Old Sarge
/ November 14, 2017Isn’t “country music” an oxymoron??? 🙂
LikeLike
daddybear71
/ November 14, 2017Merle, Patsy, Hank, Hank Jr. are all musicians
LikeLike
Phssthpok
/ November 14, 2017https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Misophonia
I suffer too!
😉
LikeLike
Old NFO
/ November 14, 2017Don’t get me started on web meetings/’instructional’ online crap… Grrrrr
LikeLike
daddybear71
/ November 14, 2017Times like this, I miss the instructor in Germany who used to keep our attention by occasionally throwing a grenade simulator up onto the tin roof of the ‘classroom’
LikeLike