Bless you. My last boss put in 30 and never had more than two weeks off in her life. I have, uh, taken substantially more and longer breaks in my career than that. 😂
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Going on 16 days of some plant-induced rash on my leg. It’s fading but still itchy.
I'm trying to figure out how to steer down that exit ramp. Tax season hours are starting to wear thin. Having two retired sisters in the are doesn't help.
Before grad school I was in manufacturing of continuous filament nonwovens. We spun our own fibers so ran 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year. Our main customers were hygiene(diapers both babies and adults), medical(masks either surgical or N95), consumer goods(fabric softener sheets), agricultural(landscaping fabrics and crop protection), construction(housewrap), and furniture(wrapping of lumber components before mounting fabric or leather).
I started off supporting production line directly on a manufacturing team, then designing equipment, then supporting production as a product owner. Used to visit all our other manufacturing plants(Brazil, Argentina, Mexico, Canada, all over the US) as well as customers. It was a lot of fun. I loved the international aspect to it.
The teacher schedule is pretty great. We’re not *actually* done at 3pm, and the mornings are pretty darned early. It’s also a harsher grind day by day than I think most people realize. But the holidays and of course summer are divine.
Before and during manufacturing, I told teenagers to do proper PMCSs on their trucks.
I never got the European trips, bosses always took those.
*Preventive Maintenance Checks and Services. I was trained in all the Army's communication systems. That may be an overstatement. I was trained on them so that I could lead that type of unit. The military isn't always the most efficient when it comes to allocating labor.
I've been on per diem status at my public health job for 5 years. I average about one project a year, so, for 3-4 months every year I work way too hard then not much the rest of the year. In 2019, I had no research projects and I actually made more money from my theater work. I will retire from my public health job when my boss either retires or steps down as division chief. I will probably never retire from theater. If I keep being able to learn lines like I can now, I'll get all the old lady parts. I have told a couple of my younger actor friends to be honest with me when I've lost it. For now, I can still learn lines really quickly. I hope I'll still be able to produce and direct and maybe even write when I can't learn lines anymore.
That sounds cool. Conceptually, I am very interested in how things work and the origin stories o f all the things in our modern life. I even worked for a big company that was responsible for getting a lot of them there. I'm convinced that for the large majority of Americans 'how stuff is made' is essentially magic to them.
You guys should find a job talking about the work other people do or should do. It's glorious. And it comes with an expense account. I really do love what I do, but the younger version of me who still dwells inside of me doesn't think it has enough fishing or manual labor involved.
Community theater - no. Fringe - not really. Anything above that? Yes, kinda.
Community theater is a specific definition and community theaters pay royalties at a lower rate. They are also the theaters that can have the rights pulled last minute if a professional theater decides to mount the same show. There are rather strict rules about who can be paid for a community theater production (director and sometimes some of the tech designers), but the label community theater means that the community is doing the work - on a volunteer basis.
Fringe theaters pay people but they mostly aren't Equity houses (Actors' Equity Association, the union, which sets payment rates/working conditions). Actors/directors/stage managers/tech designers get a small stipend, usually enough to cover gas and parking for the full run. Some fringe theaters are hybrids in that they will hire a certain percentage Equity actors during the season (the exact number of Equity roles is often worked out ahead of time with AEA) but those are usually the more established fringe theaters. Almost no brand new fringe companies have the resources to mount Equity shows. Equity houses are the theater companies who cast majority Equity actors in all their productions. Actors who perform in these productions who are not Equity automatically become Equity eligible. I'm not Equity so I don't know the exact rules, but, once you've done enough work as Equity eligible you have to join the union or declare that you are not going that route (but then you stop getting Equity eligible roles.)
I don't think I know anybody in theater that doesn't have a day job.
Gross generalization:
Community theater workers are mostly college theater majors who have day jobs that have nothing to do with theater. There are very talented people working at all levels of community theater but at the end of the day, it's their hobby.
Fringe theater workers are mostly college theater majors who have day jobs in theater. They act/direct/produce at night and teach theater or work for an Equity house as house managers or lit managers or in the box office or the costume department or doing community outreach or marketing.
I don't know about other staff (directors etc) who work in Equity houses, but the actors often have day jobs. They teach theater too - more often in college theater departments than the fringe types who teach to kids. There are multiple costumed tour companies around Boston and lots of Equity actors work as their tour guides. For a good many of them, the day job is secondary income. In Boston, acting is never steady work. We don't have Broadway - shows don't run for years, except for Shear Madness. Alas, the pandemic shut down Shear Madness.
So, it is entirely possible in Boston to make a living only working in theater but not only as an actor.
I do not fit into any of these groups but I got started in theater as a playwright. Playwrights do not make enough money to support themselves purely from playwriting. I am a member of the Dramatist's Guild of America. I have made, lifetime, close to $2000 from my writing. That puts me ahead of more than 90% of the members of the Dramatist's Guild of America. The number of members of the Dramatist's Guild of America who support themselves solely from playwriting is 4. (Screenwriting does not count in this number. Selling your play to Hollywood is where the real money is.)
I say so many things that I guess it was bound to happen eventually, I asked a good question and received a brilliant response. Thanks Bostondevil. This is fantastic information.
And I must spread comments, but this is double spork worthy.
It does require having an employed spouse who makes decent money. I took per diem status in the beginning because I had a kid starting his 4th round of chemo. Then a second kid was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder. For the first year that I "wasn't working", I was taking children to medical appointments 6 times a week.
Now I have more time but my youngest just had surgery for his scoliosis and is now doing weekly, in person, physical therapy.
There are times when I don't have much to do though. Although right now I'm procrastinating getting started for the day on my latest project because it's difficult work that I don't really want to do. 5 more minutes then I gotta go make something out of an enormous pile of not that useful data.
I wish. No. A paper must come out of this. But, just to tell you what I'm dealing with - claims data, millions of observations, they did not collect race as a demographic variable. (Was this data collected by a private company? You betcha. Government claims data is the worst until you try to work with stuff that the government didn't collect.) There are times when I'm in the thick of figuring (*&#% out that I wonder why are we even bothering. But, it's not my call.
It was good...easy recipe; about 30 min from start to finish, only 6-8 ingredients, all fresh and healthy stuff. Just a couple of tablespoons of oil and otherwise very lean. It lends itself well to customization with all manner of spice (as y'all know, I love spicy food), and I also added a little rice vinegar for depth and flavor. I think next time I will add a little extra liquid (probably a little chicken broth), as the ground turkey got a little dry. I had wanted to grind my own chicken using thigh meat, but there wasn't a single package of thighs at the grocery yesterday afternoon.
I gotta go make something out of an enormous pile of not that useful neonatologists.
*officially I do NOT find any of them useless. I do find the Neos who won't speak with me because "We are already soooooo good at what we do" to be silly. Yes silly is the right word. But I also assume they are merely un or misinformed and they are friends I haven't met yet. I collect people.
In my industry, race will never be collected and we are super careful about location data(it's collected, care is around how much weight to give it.) One of our better predictors is being challenged in several state legislature as I type. But that has been happening since implementation 25 years ago.
I gotta go make something out of an enormous pile of not that useful tax law?
Maybe numbers is a better word?
Medical claims data, used to do public health research. We are going to have to put in the paper that race was not collected by the data source and I predict that every single reviewer will still ask why we didn't look at race. When we explain that we used a data source that didn't collect race, they will probably ask why we used the data.
Fire drills are much easier now that we are on floor 3 of a 3 story building. When we were on the 12th floor of a 15 story building, most of the building had meetings away from the office starting about 30 minutes before the appointed drill time.
Specifying the day and time of the drill should be outlawed. People should really practice the drill and, if you know the time, you can skip it. When we had to evacuate the 15 story building due to a fire*, it wasn't pretty. A person being helped down the stairs was holding their helper's arm so they were side by side. People a flight back were yelling for people to hurry up - I kept waiting for a stampede. They never came around to debrief anyone on this. I thought someone should have come around to discuss what went well and what didn't. I determined that, if I were ever helping someone down the stairs in a fire, I would have them be on the step behind me and lean on my shoulders so that we were single file and others could go around us. It didn't help that the other stairwell was acting like a chimney and was smokey so we were all trying to go down one stairwell. It made me think about people exiting the World Trade Towers. I'm still amazed that so many were able to get out.
* Someone** tossed a cigarette butt in the dumpster in the loading dock area and it started a fire. The smoke then came in the building and the closest stairwell acted like a chimney.
** An idiot!
The thing I didn't enjoy with working in a tower were all the awkward elevator rides.
Hot tip: if the person selling you a house says "hey, do you want us to toss these forty broken two foot squares of marble - they might be useful for an art project" say YES PLEASE. You will be cranky eleven years later when you finally get around to getting rid of them and they are heavy as sin.
Apropos of this, we've reached the portion of the school year where I find myself increasingly inclined to ask things like, "Are you that f&*%ing stupid, or do you think I am that f&*%ing stupid?
Nota bene: I of course do not say things like this to my students, but darned if middle schoolers don't perennially make one want to simply ask, "WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU??!"
I think I responded incorrectly to my favorite person today. I got a call from that wonderful person - Scam Likely. I've been answering them due to signing up for somethings that may result in a call I don't want to miss. They wanted to know if I was interested in selling my house. I'm not really interested but I should have probably asked how much before I said no. For the right price, I could be tempted but it would need to be a really good price.
I always tell them $6 million cash, firm. Then I don't get any of those calls for about 6 months. Then I recommence telling them "$6 million cash, firm" for another week or so, and then I don't get any of those calls for about 6 months. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Here in the Triangle, we are constantly getting calls and mail asking to sell. Houses do not stay on the market long at all. My parents' first house, bought in 1962 for $16,000. 1330 sf, 1/3 acre lot. Recently sold for $216,000. Bostondevil can attest to how crazy this is.
Right! Sometimes people tell me, "Wow! You really bought in your neighborhood at an opportune moment," [which is true], "you should sell!" To which I always respond...and then where am I supposed to go? I wouldn't be able to afford the cost of re-entry, so to speak. I feel lucky to be established where I am, because I wouldn't be able to buy into my area (which I love) at current prices.
We did make improvements. We increase heated floor space by about 10% a bit less than 10 years ago. Our market value has doubled in that time. It might be a mirage, but I expect that we'll eventually retire into a much smaller house, so some of that will end up as available capital.
^ yep, we've been in our house for 31 years, made The Year of The Covid into The Year of Home Improvement, got a lot of stuff done, feels good...but the longer we live here (and enjoy it) the more we're apt to be carried out of here feet first...I'm not sure I'm up for moving. Ever.
We've been told ad nauseam that ours is a "starter home," which I can't help but find a little insulting at times. We couldn't afford anything larger (or for that matter, as I've said, the same size) in our current area, and sure as hell aren't moving to the 'burbs, so I'm hoping for a roughly 500 sq ft addition in about 5 years, once I get these infernal student loans paid off.
I certainly haven't seen the price appreciation y'all have. I'm not complaining, my house price has increased about 33% over the time I've lived there. Not great but definitely not money losing. I guess there are still too many ranches that can be converted to subdivisions in this area.
My place is appraised about 2.5 times what I paid. I've done some improvements over the years and still have some I want to do. About 7 years ago, I paid it off. Another reason I don't want to move - I would have to take on a mortgage or cash in investments.
But Wilson has me thinking about the number I will use next time they call. I was going with about $50k above the current county appraisal - maybe I'll double it and see what they say.
I am sitting on my front porch smoking a cigar and drinking an IPA, celebrating my promotion and I feel like a benevolent overlord.
Walked in on my father in law on the crapper today.
How was your Tuesday?
oh my, Idiot Neighbor 3's dog just killed another dog in our neighborhood, this is so very ugly (and predictable).
I love being on call. I know that is weird since people call me all night, but there it is.
It's ugly, complete with crying children, yet it was so predictable because this guy is simply a moron. We have a street with 12 homes, featuring 12 dogs, and none is remotely a threat except for this dog...who, like his Akita predecessor, has attacked numerous dogs. I think/hope his days will be numbered...
In fact the aggressor WAS on a leash, but it's a 25 foot leash that essentially serves as no lease whatsoever as it can quickly attack anything within 25 feet, and it does...
Was there a person on the other end of the leash or tree?
We put up a fence when we moved in. Our dog can be aggressive so there’s one but there are also several wandering dogs from local farms.
A couple of, no joking from earlier conversations, Jack russels that hunt woodchucks.
yes, dog had someone on the end of the 25 foot leash, on a path in the woods, dogs apparently saw each other before the leash holder did, 25 feet of leash is NOT a way to control one's dog unless you're way out in the open...this was at least the third dog the Akita has attacked in the last two weeks...
it was, though my understanding of dog law is that miscreants are generally not subject to meaningful penalties...I trust the local dog ordinance will be invoked, that has various provisions.
Most of us just depend upon common sense, i.e. if we happen to have a dog that doesn't play well with others, we keep it away from others...
We have a dog with fear and leash-specific aggression. No idea why...it could have been something we did wrong or he was hard wired that way. We’ve worked with lots of trainers over the years and essentially come down to controlled coping versus solving. He’s intensely loyal to the people he knows and the dogs, cats, etc he met early in his life he’s great with but about one year old he started to have issues. He’s nuzzle punched one person (a trainer that got in his face) and when off leash dogs come up to him, he lunges and is aggressive. I have little doubt he’d attack an intruder.
We would NEVER get rid of him though. If there was ever an incident, I would move out of the state before giving him up. We like to think we’re responsible and our biggest issue is people yelling “my dog is friendly” when it’s off leash in a park with leash laws and us yelling back “ours is not”. Leash laws are there for both parties. Many owners think if their dog is friendly, everyone and every dog should be okay with it coming up to them.
I figure, like people, dogs are allowed to have their issues and we love him all the same.
I was a bad dog owner as a teenager and I made a lot of mistakes with that dog. I haven't owned another one. I think I would be a good dog owner now, but life hasn't encouraged me to be one. I now say that I look at dogs the way lots of people look at babies, I'll cuddle, pet, and play with them, but, when it's time to deal with issues, hand them back to the people responsible for them.
I am an excellent guinea pig owner.
My co-worker was telling me recently that she was walking her dog on a leash. An unleashed (much smaller) dog attacked them. Her dog defended her by biting the smaller, attacking dog. Now, her dog has only one more strike before he gets put down, even though he was defending himself and owner from an unleashed, aggressive dog. NC law, apparently.
I did not mean to insinuate that it is irresponsible to own problem breeds or dogs - I hope it didn't read that way, and if it did I apologize. I only meant that to me, the additional burden, stress, and liability are things I do not care to take on. My mutts are loveable idiots. The most aggressive thing they do is put the cat's head in their mouth and hold it there. I swear they laugh while the do it. The cat tolerates it until she doesn't.
We've begun taking Violet (who very much fits the description of "loveable idiot") on RV adventures. She came with us to Florida last week, and on our stopover on the way down, briefly decided she wanted to go meet a very large and cantankerous RV lot cat. Some non-subtle messaging from the cat and the subsequent "actually, WTF even is that thing?!" response from Violet helped her to think better of the endeavor. Good thing, because she would've likely gotten her [butt] kicked.
Lunch time.
Anybody got a good recommendation or two for snoring remedies? Asking for a spouse.
I mean friend.
Breathe right strips - fun Biking Across Kansas (BAK) memory. On BAK, you would either sleep in the gym with several hundred of your closest friends or tent outside the school (my favorite option). On night a friend got to her sleeping bag and found a Breathe right strip on it. She never did find out who put it there and if it was actually intended for her or not. Thanks for bringing this chuckle (chortle?) to mind.
So a small nose is NOT my problems. I did wear a breathe right strip at the beach 2 years ago after a sun burn AND IT PULLED THE FREAKING SKIN OFF MY NOSE!!!!!! I bled like crazy and had a huge, breathe right-shaped raw sore on my nose for 2 weeks. I don't exactly need to draw more attention to it.
When I had to be in a walking boot for 6 weeks, I always told the truth
Other person: What did you do to your leg?
Me: Stress fracture from running the Boston Marathon.
I also have a scar on my head from getting in an Uber with work colleagues and slicing my head wide open on the DVD player. I am accident prone. I would be ok with that if I were taller.
Had a video conference with the sophomore class advisor to help my youngest pick courses for junior year. He has finished his arts rotation requirements and wants to double up on history classes for next year. He will take Honors US History and his first choice of an elective is something called "Warmongers and Peacemakers". He plans to go for a Certificate of Distinction in history.
Instead of any more arts classes, he is doing something called media intern which involves taking pictures of activities at the school. I don't know if the school has a traditional yearbook, but if they do, I think yearbook photographer sums up what he's doing. Sounds like he plans to continue that as an activity option which is artsy enough for me.
I am also a Duke Historian, emphasis on Asian History, ask me any question about sushi, anything.
I know. People who have finished the Boston Marathon sometimes try to be humble about it, but really, we like telling everybody all the time that we've done it. It's a failing. I always somehow manage to mention that I've done it 5 times but then I get all humble and confess that I've only finished it 4 times.
My roommate for Freshman and Junior year was a history major with an emphasis on Asia. He often talked about the Meiji era. This half-Japanese kid knew nothing on the topic. Other than my grandmother's family came to the US during that era. And that my grandfather's stint at BU for his Masters was a few years after that era.
I have a virtual Duke reunion event this evening.
I just got reamed in an email by a PI (Primary Investigator for you non-research folks). Luckily, I was taught to fight with words, not fists (not even with hot pink boxing gloves). His response to MY response came down quite a few tones. Even signed off with Cheers. Wanker!
I memorized the whole thing, all 10 stanzas as a Bicentennial project and recited it in the backyard while the neighborhood kids acted out the story behind me on the 200th anniversary of the event (On the 18th of April in '75 . . . ). We invited the parents and some of my classmates to come. We had a small audience of maybe 20 people. Brother Hal played Paul Revere.
I've decided to do it again for the 250th. I can still recite the first 2 stanzas, so, I'm not starting from scratch. I'm sure I'll be able to talk some of my theater friends into acting it out behind me. Or maybe I'll get neighborhood kids.
I can remember multiple times in childhood when I got together with the kids from 3-4 other families who lived on our street and we "put on a show" in somebody's driveway or backyard. All the parents would come and watch us. Did anybody else do this as kids? (My kids have never done this.)
Ok. So I got feedback from the CEO when he approached my coworkers. The feedback was: we know he is successful and does a great job, but he operates differently from us and utilizes more resources than we do. I replied that I am successful BECAUSE I operate differently than they do and utilize my resources. Perhaps I am a case study in Dunning Kruger, but I consciously made the decision to do things differently and utilize resources and I think this makes my numbers the best in the country. Perplexed at their reaction. They all do things rhe exact same way, I do not. But there is no self-examination from them. Only rationalizations for why my numbers are so good. Maybe I'm wrong here?
Virtual reunion was a bust, for me at least. I signed up for another event Friday night, will give it a try.
Y'all seen these Tushy attachable bidets they're selling?
Lack of.
Only knew 2 people, neither of them well, one was someone I have no desire to talk to, but that didn't matter because once we got past the presentation at the beginning (which was interesting), I couldn't hear anything. I went to the help room, no luck. So, I couldn't hear anybody in the breakout rooms and nobody I knew was around so I left.
Just warm enough to sit on the front porch with my coffee and listen to the birds.
Really muggy here. High 60s but it isn't a dry morning.
My home office is in the basement. It has a few small ground-level windows but every time I come down to start work the intro song from The Wire plays in my head. "Way down in the hole..."
Homer has taught me SO much about food, e.g. if you can't find anything to eat, look under the radiator or couch for an old piece of pizza...
Beer: the solution to and cause of most of life's problems.
That's why there is Serenity now! Serenity now!
Wanna feel frustrated?
Send a group of teenagers an email requiring a timely and cogent response.