DECEMBER FOLLIES Forty years ago today, the sweet little treasure of my life was born. A beautiful, talented and independent woman today. As she cheerfully reminded her husband of his upcoming 50th, we gleefully reminded her of her own milestone birthday. LOL
Obviously I wrote that before my laptop decided it wanted to spend the week at the Geek Squad cave teaching my new laptop how to relate to me. Week lost so caught up on my pile of magazines. Though reading New Yorker predictive articles from before the mid-terms was rather amusing.
LIFE OF POD One of my next podcast interviewees is an Occupational Psychologist. Funny, I told him. I used to have an employee with the same Phd designation. He named him. Apparently these folks run in the same circles. I still say that was the best job interview I ever held so there is something to this psychology stuff. As we discussed our experiences he told me I was a pioneer for women in the EHS field though I retorted there are still a lot of the male persuasion at the conferences and trainings I attend. Another thought. Pioneers or those "who go first" do not set out to be a pioneer, example or breakers of glass ceilings. We just do the job with no particular thought to the historical connotations. We're too busy.
My ex-cop, current security company drug expert podcast launches Monday and I found him very interesting. We always like to talk to doctors, lawyers and police officers, or at least I do. After chatting for about an hour and a half before the recording he told me I should have been a cop. I told him most safety folks kind of are...along with wearing a preacher's collar. He also told me living in a smaller area he rather knows the bad guys when he sees them. Consequently as his town sports a casino he says guess where they hang out in the middle of the night. Not gambling, but no doubt other nefarious activities. Great, just ruined my desire to hit a casino at 3 in the morning.
He also shared that many new/young officers get into the biz to "get the bad guy". His words. A lot are ex-military. But traffic duty is where they spend the bulk of their time and efforts. He had a hilarious take on the methadone reckless drivers on Monday mornings, rushing to get their "medical fix". (Sorry didn't make the interview). His job was to "season" the eager beavers to teach them to take their time, do their research, make a judgement rather rushing in where angels fear, etc etc. Suicide by cop was an example that he used when responding to a call of a "guy with a gun" if proper consideration is not done before a rushed, eager response. (podcasts are on michsafetyconference.org website among others)
Also there is a peculiar sense of humor associated with police officers that is a bit macabre to say the least as in most cases, they've seen it, stopped it or arrested it. Reminded me of the first fatality I had to investigate at work. The local police interviewed me after the incident to finish up their report apparently. I told them I was nervous as this was a first. They chuckled and said "why, did you kill him?" See what I mean? Although I received unverified information later that may have had some bearing on why the deceased followed the action that he did I didn't share it. But you never forget your first.
JOE & OTHER STUFF On the Joe front, he came down with that RSV syndrome the night of our Christmas tree foray running a 102 fever. Pretty miserable for about four days with a bad cough. But by the following weekend he stayed with us and taught me how to play a card game which he won. He apologizes when he kills me in the game which led me to suggest cutthroat Go Fish to even the score. He then insisted he knew how to make his own mac and cheese, but Nana was a little too helpful he told Grandpa later. He is polite to my face lol.
On another subject, we help out at the OH's church some Tuesdays when they provide a free community supper. It's usually hot dogs (which people clamor to have them roasted black) or sloppy joes with accompanying side dishes and a drink. Upon arriving we saw that Weight Watchers was holding a meeting that night as they rent a space there a few times a week. Had sympathy for these folks who had to inhale the beckoning scents of baked beans and sloppy joes while trying to listen to a lecture on healthy eating. I kept offering free food as they left the meeting, but no takers. I also labeled the dinner "Scoop & Poop" as we had to scoop out the meat and well, there were beans. Although amused, our friends said they probably would not use my slogan for advertising. Ok I have a peculiar sense of humor as well. Peace Out....💛💙
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