Since I started writing for Mr. Bob Martin I’ve prided myself on getting an article to him on time every week. Is this something I owe him? Not really but it is something I said I would do and I held the LiP record for never missing a deadline (UNTIL NOW). But pride go’est before the fall.
In every job I’ve ever had I was there on time every time albeit sometimes a little worst for the wear. In the Navy you have the ambulance driver take you to work before the hospital. When I owned my night-clubs in Puerto Rico if you didn’t open on time you made no money, so that was incentive within its self.
While living in Florida before I went back to sea I applied to ABC Liquor Stores and bars as an entry level employee. The General Manager wasn’t going to hire me because he said that I was way over qualified. I smiled and told him that the reason he might want to reconsider me for the job, was because not once in my life had I ever phoned in sick, and didn’t really know how to do it. Yes he hired me and promoted me twice within six months to assistant manager and then store manager.
As a merchant seaman if you’re late you stand a good chance of watching your ship pass the last buoy as your unemployed ass is standing on the pier paying the taxi driver, plus you are watching your luggage sail away too. Do not expect the US Embassy to care one small whit.
Yes, this was an interwebby failed computer or dongle related incident, but not really the fault of Globe. My puter picked up a malefactor job-a-do and that affected my browsers. That is how Joel, my computer “GUY” had explained it to me.
He came to the house on Saturday (30 Aug) and gave me the tearful news and like the guy on TV in the ill-fitting tan suit; we also had no strategy.
But not all hope was lost and prior to leaving Joel installed SMADAV2014 anti-mal-ware killer that my “Norton” was not very happy about. I’m still off line but I’m Mal-ware free. Oh I’m not totally off line, as I am still receiving stateside TV that hadn’t finished downloading. I can’t get on line but the damn machine will still download, that will take a few beers to ponder.
BTW they’re Episodes 1-13 House of Cards season two; I finished watching season one last week and was hooked.
But now I’m talking about TV: If someone was to say to me; “I don’t pick my nose.” I would think; “That’s an odd thing to tell me, I wonder if they’re very proud of that?
I feel the same way about someone who states; “I never watch television.” And I’ll wonder why would they even think I care? But the classic line is; “As a matter of fact I don’t even own a TV set.” I question; “Is that because they find TV basically evil, or the cost is prohibitive?” BTW I do watch some TV as well as reading, enjoying a beer with friends and a few days ago, going on line.
Saturday night after my “Puter Guy” left with no resolution to my wilderness problem my smart phone lit up with a text from Joel saying that Windows 8 could be the answer. As I had lost or misplaced my disc for Windows 7 and he felt that that was where the problem was. He said that during the week he would come up to the mountain and install it. (I’m starting this tale of woe on Sunday 31 Aug.) And yes Sir Bob the title of the article for this week was going to be “The Wedding” but it will be sent after this one.
My daughter explained that Joel was also going to upgrade my “My Phone” which had cost me PNP 3,500.00, with some shady skullduggery to the equivalent of an expensive Samsung 5 smart phone and then I can have better camera pixel quality too. Please don’t ask me how any of this works, but as I said before; “The Pinoy can do anything.”
I’ll finish this during the week. But as for now I’m just a lone voice crying out from the wilderness not connected to anything.
I’ll try going outside and showing pictures of what I had to eat for supper, to total strangers and see what they will tell me.
”OH! Face Book where for art thou?”
Friday morning, I’ve been on the interwebby but how I just don’t understand. I ran my cleaner, then rebooted the machine and had one hour of very slow internet. Then the phone lit up with a text from “Puter Guy” Joel, informing Kuya Paul that he won’t be on the mountain until next week. Well ain’t that a fine kettle of fish. (What the hell does that really mean?)
But I understand that he has a life besides fixing my Puter and so I’ll just wait. I was smart enough to send my photos to Sir Bob on Wednesday as I was online and not sure of how long I’d be there. If I can get on line today for a while I’ll send this article also. “Makin’ hay while the sun shines”. (Why to those dumb expressions keep popping into my head?) Alrighty then, I can’t get on line so I’ll try again on Saturday or later today.
In summation I’ll make no wild promises that this incident will never happen again, after all the Globe Dongle still dangles out my window, but I have a couple of backup articles that in the advent that I’m called up by a higher power, that my daughter will submit them for me, that way at least two weeks will pass before anyone knows that I have passed. I’ll be riding shotgun on the San Miguel truck in the sky before the devil knows I’m dead. (It’s an Irish thing)