In my head I’m like why haven’t you been writing more. I wanted to follow up the other one the next day, but things just got busy. Then got busy again. Days go by so darn fast. I’m in Durham, NC at my favorite hotel at this time. It is a new AC and the rooms are perfect. I drove an extra eight miles just so I could stay here. The staff knows Annabel and I now so it is nice to come in the front door and see a friendly face. I have a rule about talking with people. The front desk guy, I want to remember his name, the guy taking care of a parking lot, and the maintenance crew at my apartment building. Well the current crew are not super observant. I had water all over my hallway and reported it. I got an email telling me it is the washing machine so it is my problem to deal with. They bought the washer so….. Yeah. I also thought there is no way. I got home and looked at it. The area around the washer was dry, but the hot water heater in the closet next door was in a pond. There was a frog. Some tadpoles and the Mexican kid next door asked if I would let him catch some catfish. I’m just kidding. He isn’t Mexican.
There was a bar we liked to go to prior to COVID stupidity. It was a very popular spot and the parking lot always filled up early. Every time I went there I talked to the parking guy. He had 3 kids and that was his 2nd job to make enough money to take care of them. In the cold, the rain, the heat, humidity, or whatever else there was he was sitting there protecting the parking lot. Not to mention the jerks that said bad things to him cause they didn’t get a parking spot. Like somehow it was his fault. I could relate. I know what it is like to have more bills than money, I know what it is like to be hungry or eat the same thing for a week (Ramen) before payday. Guess who always got a parking spot. No matter how full that lot was he saw me coming picked up the cone so I could drive in and then told the D-Bag driving his Range Rover to keep going. Sorry a Range Rover jerk cut me off today so I hate those cars tonight.
I went to book my hotel and it was full. I called and asked the kid who answered if they had any accessible rooms available. He put me on hold. I only give about 30 seconds to hold. I got a life to live. Don’t expect me to sit around waiting for you to get to me. I’m FknBucky. I wait for none. Plus I knew if I called after 3, Zach would be working, and he gets it done. They are booked full he told me, and then said hang on. I gave him a few extra seconds. Sure enough my usual room (No you don’t get to know the number) would be ready when I arrived. The rate online is $171, but I paid $125. I always say “be kind to people”, treat everyone with respect (because they deserve it until they prove otherwise), and slow down sometimes. Notice people that you may have looked past in prior days. Your life will improve over night, you will be happier, and you’ll be a great role model for the kids watching you.
I feel better. I have this wheelchair I picked up from a Veteran that has a broken bracket. I usually put these on, but sometimes the VA uses an outside vendor. I have no choice, but they put this bracket on incorrectly. I thought it was a couple bolts and done, but once I started looking close at it I realized I had to take it all apart and start over. I spent 4 hours jacking around with it. The first couple trying to fix it without doing a whole rebuild. Waste of time. I could have added the bolts and it would work for a while, but I can’t do that. That voice in my head says “Don’t you cut corners Bucky” which is simply the way I’ve been programmed.
Not sure what to call this blog. Maybe we can use this to be a reminder telling us to be kind to one another. You don’t know what someone’s past is. The hardships at home that a co-worker never talks about. You just never know. A moment in my life that I will never forget was an afternoon in Solana Beach. I got off on Lomas Sante Fe rd and there is always traffic in Cali. I was 8 cars back when the light turned green and the lead car didn’t move. After a few seconds I was screaming I would kill their children like any sane person would do. I mean three seconds at a green light. Everyone was honking, yelling, and threatening. I was 8th in line so unless they had a huge litter of children I wasn’t going to get one. I was mad at that as well. People started going around them. The reality was it was only a 10 second delay, but hey don’t put me on hold with your car either!! As I passed the stopped car my heart dropped. I will never forget the image. Ever. The driver was maybe 25 and I would guess her Mom was in the passenger seat. Both of them were sobbing. Not crying. Sobbing. Whatever news they just got destroyed them. I instantly became very ashamed at myself. 10 seconds and I lose my mind. Clearly they lost someone very close.
Slow down and take the time to talk with someone you normally do not. That good feeling you get is addicting. Be kind to the world and your life will improve.
Love Who you Are Today —- Tomorrow is not guaranteed.
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