Another Heinz 57 day

WOW, what a whirlwind of a day! Early in my work day, we find out that our site may loose 10% of our workforce due to layoff. Later we had a team meeting to discuss how we felt about the news. We were all speechless because even though we knew something like this was coming, we did not have a definite number or a date of action. We now have a time frame of not later than the end of this month. In order to avoid delay, our office is notifying some this week or next. Tomorrow I have off, because my ex-wife is taking her daughter to court, to ask for custody of the oldest granddaughter. I pray for God's mercy and protection in this, as in all things. It breaks my heart to see a daughter and mother fight as these two do. And as usual, I (along with a child this time) get caught in the messy middle. Both warn me of the other.
When I got home, the rednecks are celebrating a good day of work, in their traditional manner. Bon fire in back yard and beer. I am not sure about two of the guys, but one of them (my roommate) could never tolerate a 40 hour work week. He prides himself on being his own boss, runs a handyman service, and depends on someone else for transportion. He "claims" to make $80 per hour. Well, if that was true, he would own his own house and not being renting a room. Room....what a joke that is. It is really a den, made into a room by replacing the door leading to the outside with a board of plywood, more plywood covering the half wall leading to the living room, and a half curtain which closes the entrance from the kitchen. Oh and let's not forget the square cut out of the plywood leading to the outside for his window AC unit. Did he say he makes over $12k a month??? The bon fire is blazing, even as they cut more wood. Isn't this now summer? And to top it all off, they are cutting fire wood with a hand held circular saw in one hand and the board held freely in the other. Did I mention they have been drinking beer???

My Redneck Roommates

I have two male rednecks, that both work their separate jobs for cash under the table. Their idea of a good day of work, is how much beer and food they can buy for that night's consumption. In their words, they earned a right to get their buzz on. Their favorite spot to party is in front of the house, on a small square of stone bricks, we call a porch. A big yellow boom box is blaring as they try to sing along with either some country or classic rock songs. We use to have a fire pit in the back, but they abused the privilege. More than once, someone called the fire dept. because the "boys" were stoking the fire, getting the flames to go as high as they could. Add loud music, loud talk, and beer......all at 11:30 pm. Despite several warnings by the senior roommate, they continued, usually when he went out of town. Finally, he simply took it away from them. That's when they moved the BBQ and parties to the front yard.
Once, they found some old golf clubs and golf balls. So the made a hole in the ground (one hole) and said they were "playing golf". Imagine watching 4 men, drinking beer and batting a ball around the yard, all for the glory of claiming the best shot of the day! All this amidst loud music and loud talk. And OMG......why in the name of all that is holy, can these guys think they can sing or carry a tune while they whistle? Hurts my ears and probably a few near by dogs.
This blog will continue as long as they push the envelope of stupidity.