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Seattle's main bus operation is Metro Transit, and some of Metro's service has been suspended for months. It's due to a shortage of drivers, they say, but that's bullshit. It's due to a shortage of competence.

CRANKY
OLD FART

#281

leftovers
& links

 
Saturday,
Feb. 25, 2023
Readers who memorize my drivel might remember that last summer I was briefly a bus driver, steering short buses for the county's disabled-access system (which is a different outfit from Metro). That job offered more politics and general inanity than I wanted to put up with, so I quit.

But I liked the part of the job where I was driving the bus, so I applied to drive full-size buses for Metro. A month and a half later, they sent a psychological profile test, which I answered mostly honestly.

Then in mid-January, four months after I'd applied, Metro sent an email telling me I'd somehow passed the psych eval, and that they'd be in touch shortly to schedule an interview.

"Shortly" is five weeks later, yesterday, when their next email came. I'm supposed to sign up for an interview slot, but the earliest interview appointment is March 21, almost another month from now.

No, thanks. I've got a job, and life is too short and I'm too cranky to work for people who need half a year to even book a job interview.


The refrigerator stopped refrigerating on Tuesday. My flatmate Dean noticed it, called the landlord at 8:00 in the morning, and by 10:00 the following morning the fridge was running again.

The freezer had stayed noticeably cold, but not cold enough — all my sugar-free popsicles and frozen vegetables were thawed. The fridge was room temperature.

Surprisingly, nothing got thrown away. My factory-bagged but 70° salads were crispy when re-chilled, my almond milk still tastes OK, and my Buddig ham had done some serious sweating but it's fine too. Even the popsicles re-froze nicely, becoming yummy squeeze treats with sticks at the bottom.

My wardrobe had dwindled to not much more than t-shirts and sweatpants, so for my new job I bought some office-appropriate 'business casual' shirts from Jerzees, which is almost certainly Just Another Evil Conglomerate.

The shirts look OK and were reasonably priced, but mostly I'm delighted that I didn't have to fill up a trash can.

There were no pins or plastic clips, no tape, no ugly sticker to be peeled off the fabric and leave a residue, no piece of stiff cardboard, and there was no flyer telling me how great the company is. The simply sent the shirts, with nothing to throw away except the minimal mail wrapping.

Not such a rave review for America's Best, the chain operation that made my new glasses. They're bifocals, giving me a sharp view in the distance and up close, but things get blurry at a few feet, between near and far. Which I guess is to be expected, but you know what else is expected? 

How's about a phone call or text message when the glasses are ready? They never called or texted, only put my glasses in a drawer and waited until I called to ask when they'd be ready.

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♫♬  Mix tape of my mind  ♫

As Time Goes By — Harry Nilsson 

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2/25/2023   

Cranky Old Fart is annoyed and complains and very occasionally offers a kindness, along with anything off the internet that's made me smile or snarl. All opinions fresh from my ass. Top illustration by Jeff Meyer. Click any image to enlarge. Comments & conversations invited.
 
Tip 'o the hat to ye olde AVA, BoingBoing, Breakfast at Ralf's, CaptCreate's Log, HipHappyHair, Looking for My Perfect Sandwich, Miss Miriam's Mirror, RanPrieur.com, Voenix Rising, and anywhere else I've stolen links, illustrations, or inspiration.
 
Special thanks to Linden Arden, Becky Jo, Wynn Bruce, Captain Hampockets, John the Basket, Dave S, Name Withheld, and always extra special thanks to my lovely late Stephanie, who gave me 21 years and proved that the world isn't always shitty.

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