John 12:24 "Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit."
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23 April 2021
15 April 2015
Rugged Individualism
Maybe not as much as I thought.
I was visited on Monday by an employee from one of my tenants who complained bitterly that the power wasn't on in her office, or in the break room.
"Did it just happen?" I asked.
"No, it went out Friday. We tried to call you but there was no answer." (Unlikely, at best. The land line forwards to my cell phone when I leave for the day.)
The breaker panel for her room is located 50 feet from her office door. She refused to be shown where it was, telling me "It's not in my job description."
I'll assume she has the wherewithal to turn on her own office lights, although I could be wrong. I fail to see how flipping one switch is different from flipping another switch, a little farther away.
Sigh...
I do wonder who feeds and dresses her, though.
I was visited on Monday by an employee from one of my tenants who complained bitterly that the power wasn't on in her office, or in the break room.
"Did it just happen?" I asked.
"No, it went out Friday. We tried to call you but there was no answer." (Unlikely, at best. The land line forwards to my cell phone when I leave for the day.)
The breaker panel for her room is located 50 feet from her office door. She refused to be shown where it was, telling me "It's not in my job description."
I'll assume she has the wherewithal to turn on her own office lights, although I could be wrong. I fail to see how flipping one switch is different from flipping another switch, a little farther away.
Sigh...
I do wonder who feeds and dresses her, though.
26 August 2014
26 April 2010
Land of Rugged Independence?
Maybe not as much as I thought.
I was paid a visit this morning by an employee in one of our offices, who complained bitterly that the power wasn't on in her office, or in the break room.
"Did it just happen?" I asked.
"No, it went out Friday. We tried to call you but there was no answer." (Unlikely, at best. The land line forwards to my cell phone when I leave for the day.)
The breaker panel for her room is located 50 feet from her office door. She refused to be shown where it was, telling me "It's not in my job description."
I'll assume she has the wherewithal to turn on her own office lights, although I could be wrong. I fail to see how flipping one switch is different from flipping another switch, a little farther away.
Sigh...
I do wonder who feeds and dresses her, though.
I was paid a visit this morning by an employee in one of our offices, who complained bitterly that the power wasn't on in her office, or in the break room.
"Did it just happen?" I asked.
"No, it went out Friday. We tried to call you but there was no answer." (Unlikely, at best. The land line forwards to my cell phone when I leave for the day.)
The breaker panel for her room is located 50 feet from her office door. She refused to be shown where it was, telling me "It's not in my job description."
I'll assume she has the wherewithal to turn on her own office lights, although I could be wrong. I fail to see how flipping one switch is different from flipping another switch, a little farther away.
Sigh...
I do wonder who feeds and dresses her, though.
08 February 2009
Another Sunday Quote
"If you love wealth greater than liberty, the tranquility of servitude greater than the animating contest for freedom, go home from us in peace. We seek not your counsel, nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you; May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."
~ Samuel Adams
~ Samuel Adams
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