Yesterday, as I was walking through the greenhouse after opening up for the garden cashiers, I saw some pink flowers over where they don't belong. The area is listed for tropicals but is mostly cacti. Being the inquisitive sort, I had to investigate. These were normal flowering plants, I could tell that, and there were a multitude of small, pink buds and flowers. To my surprise, they were Jade Plants. You know? Little fat leaves. I had no idea they ever flowered. But these two were in full bloom.
So I went to our plant guy and told him how amazing this is, to have jade plants blooming. And he said, with a broad smile, "Yes, aren't they just beautiful."
I have 2 Johns working for me, one older and retired and a bit of a curmudgeon, the other younger, a school teacher who needs to always be petted. This past weekend we chose our Cashier of the Month and the award went to the older John. He pissed and moaned, but was obviously tickled pink. One of the things we do for the Cashier of the Month is have everybody sign and apron, at the end of the month it goes to the Cashier. So I take the apron to John the Younger and he says "I don't sign aprons," and, of course, my response was "well, you're not a very good team player, are you?" And I got the glare of death. Like I said, young John likes to be petted, he likes to be the center of attention, he drops names to impress people. He ended up signing the apron, but I suspect he's now shifting into death spiral mode in regard to his job as a cashier. He's just not special enough.
Anyway, on our Prez elect, I saw this thing called Trumplethinskin which couldn't be more apropos.
I mean, there are so many holy crap moments, from Pizzagate (Flynn Junior is another asshole at large) to reading that DeVos education agenda is dead on arrival, to the Secretary of State selection fiasco, and all of it show off our new Prez-elect's incompetence. Accountability is not something he is very good at.
Don't think I've ever posted any pictures of me from my Navy days and, well, since we're heading into the holidays thought this might be a nice time to do so. This is me and my Grandmother. I was fresh home from boot camp at Great Lakes and was preparing to head off to 'A' School.
Don't we all wish we could stay young, sleek and stylish? By the way, this is the original Lily Daubert. The one I named Lillian D'Aubert after.
Yesterday there was an incident at the Returns Desk. First of all, you have to know that the clerks there were very busy. In this day and age, everybody returns things. Every day. Constantly. Little things and big things. Nobody wants to pay for something they're not going to use.
Yesterday a customer brought back a large tool box. He had loaded it on a flatbed cart to make it easier to move. And he said to the Returns Clerk, "I bought this, and then my wife saw the same thing at Costco for a lower price, so she bought that one and I'm returning this one since I don't need two." He handed her his receipt, she scanned it, and the box sitting on the flat bed, and he went on his merry way.
However, there was a problem. The tool box he was returning was large, very large, so large, in fact, it was in 2 boxes, not one. And it was expensive, over $700. And he only returned the top, much smaller half. Of course the Returns Clerk didn't know there were 2 boxes. Nothing on the packaging says there are 2 boxes. He kept the much larger, lower half, the one with all of the drawers, and the casters to roll it around. The Clerk should have questions the $ amount to begin with, that's a lot of money to spend for a tool box that's only 18" high and 4 feet long. When I asked her about it she said, "but he had a little boy with him." My response? "So, crooks are crooks, kids are great decoys."
Anyway, this thief, with a kid, kept the bottom half which he will probably sell for about $200. Did he know what he was doing? Of course. If she had called him on it he probably would have claimed to not know there were 2 boxes, and that he'd have to go home and get the bottom half, and leave with the top half.... and go to another store and try the same trick. Just think, that kid's going to grow up to be just like him.
An old Navy buddy of mine was all ecstatic about Trump's Carrier deal... "all of those jobs he save!" When I pointed out that all of the details hadn't been made public he replied, "But you take that $7 million tax break and divide it by all those people keeping their jobs." He ignored the fact that even that horse's ass Sarah Palin said Trump was starting to waltz down the path of Capital Cronyism. All he could see were the jobs... nothing else. I evidently went to far when I said that this was a clear cut case of fluffing and nothing more. There was no response. But, this is the truth. This whole episode was designed to make Donald look good for the camera, nothing more. This is nothing more than political porn.
Get read, there's going to be a lot of it. He is ready for his close-up, Mr. DeMille. Prepare for the propaganda. His ego will need to be stroked and teased daily; gently cupped and caressed for public consumption. And the more things fall apart, and believe me, that will start shortly, the more theatrical these events will become.
To be quite honest, I would not be surprised if he and his team don't come up with a Reality Show called Mr. President in order for his loyal Trumplodites to hear him say things like "you are bad," and "I am good," and "I am making American great." Things you will never hear him say are "your Carrier air conditioner is going up in price," or "we will now be heating all of our Federal buildings with Carrier furnaces." But that's okay, isn't it? At least he'll be looking good.
So, yesterday was busy for me but then it was a day off work and I'm not one to slack around, though sometimes I would really love to. First thing, at 0720 was my Ophthalmologist appointment. The Travatan Z drops work, my eye pressure is down, now ain't that great? Well, maybe not. You see my insurance says they're too expensive, oh, and if you're wondering, I have Anthem Blue Cross. They also want to know why a less expensive drop wasn't tried first, and I can understand that. If they ask, I'll tell them why. Originally I was going to get a different test / sample drop, however, when the assistant opened the storage drawer none were to be found. All gone. So instead I was given the more expensive Travatan Z. My friend Patty, who works in insurance says this is an "old trick," running out of older, less expensive drugs in order to prescribe newer drugs which, while being more effective, are also more expensive. How expensive are these drops? $165 for a 2.5 ml bottle. That's smaller than my thumb, and I have teeny, weenie hands.
Anyway, while the Ophthalmologist and the insurance company battle it out, I called the Veteran's Administration. Veteran's Insurance. They're a little slow sometimes, but they're the way to go if you want a new drug. $8 a month copay, that's it. I'm so lucky to have this 2nd option. Most people would end up getting screwed over.
So, I went to see Fantastic Beasts last evening. As someone who is, for the most part, totally ignorant of the Harry Potter Universe, I sat down in my seat with a little trepidation, only a little, though. Since it was Tuesday night my ticket only cost $5, and my popcorn and soft drink only came to $4.24, not a bit investment. Colin Farrell plays the villain... quite well, this former pretty boy is aging rather well. Eddie Redmayne is the hero and I suspect his genes are not as good as Collin's, but then I'm not an Eddie Redmayne fan. He is not a ginger for the ages.
Anyway, there's this evil thing killing people in New York and Collin tries to put the blame on Eddie's beasts, and, well the plot is rather standard. Katherine Waterston and Fine Frenzy (bad stage name?) are very good. The CGI effects are... spectacular. This movie looks simply amazing. But then there's Eddie. No doubt he's trying. I mean the guy can act, but he's no Daniel Radcliffe, who, even in his flops is more than just a screen presence.
And then, right at the end, that horse's ass Johnny Depp shows up. Evidently his brief cameo is supposed to be built upon in the next 3 or 4 sequels. Holy Shit. And, evidently, his casting is also quite controversial because everybody who is anybody knows Depp is box office poison. What a terrible shame. This franchise looked a bit promising.