(Warning: Rant mode - ON)
Maybe I'll get some leotards and a snappy symbol for my chest *looks at body* well, maybe not. But still...
It is frustrating to the point of humor how often when the proverbial "Defecation hits the Westinghouse" (think about it...) the first person that people come running to at work is... ME. I swear I need to go to Toy's "R" Us and get one of those old school toy fireman hats with the red light on top and the built in siren.
Apparently I'm qualified to repeatedly "save the day" when all heck breaks loose or something "OMGWTFBBQ111ELEVEN MUST GET DONE 2 WEEKS AGO but its today good luck". But do you think that they would give me a promotion to a nicer plane (additional type ratings), a permanent upgrade and shiny salary? Oh no, we can't do that", we want to ensure that everyone "fits in" (read look like the LA scene and GQ Cover). So I can fly the owners around in their planes as lead, but not on other revenue trips. WTF, over?
At least I have been given carte blanch to organize and direct a team consisting of key senior people from the different departments to address certain issues and prepare them for an independent safety audit at the end of August.
Oh well. No since in complaining, just a waste of energy and I am tired enough as it is. Fortunately, there are external forces at work who notice our efforts and constant supply of miracles. I wonder how the company will feel when someone else comes along and makes me the sweet offer. (Please someone make me the sweet offer"¦) Probably con some poor new hire into trying to do my stuff for no pay. Heh. Good luck.
Outside of work things otherwise are going ok I guess. Recently celebrated another birthday and while the actual day was pretty quiet (just dinner with the wife), the previous Friday rocked big as a large group of friends gathered to celebrate the bitter sweet conclusion to the Harry Potter series of books. Dinner was loud, rowdy, obnoxious, and more fun than may have been legal... but who cares. It was a good time where I got to spend time with some people who mean a lot to me that I don't get to see all that often. (And the waiter had nearly as much fun as we did and got a very nice tip for his trouble).
The house could be better. A nifty crack has shown itself in the spare room. Looks like someone patched it a while back, but now it has a sibling that parallels it. Guess the landlords better have the foundation looked it. The delaminating of the drywall in the bathroom is also a nifty touch. The back patio still could use another coat of paint and then the lights and mister system need to go back in place. It will make for much nicer back yard gatherings. Maybe I can actually get some help completing it.
One bit of good news on that front is that our dive instructor called the other day and has a schedule next month to help us finish off our advanced certification. I'm looking forward to "getting wet" again. I really miss diving. I know that Destiny dearly wants to get going again and go play with her camera. Hopefully by now her ankle is strong enough to take the stress of diving. A potential rub will be the cost of the 2 boat dives and rental gear. Things are oddly tight right now, but hopefully our accountant will come through and we can get a shiny and speedy joint tax return which can help pay off some bills for both of us. C'est la vie. There will be more money in 2 weeks. Now if I can just make it so that it isn't already spent on bills and stuff, I'll be doing well.
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