Yesterday was supposed to be a 12 hour day. I went in a little early to make sure everything was set up right for the evaluations that we would be doing in the simulator. Unfortunately, four of the six evaluations took longer than expected. After getting to work around 6 A.M., I didn’t leave the building until 10:40 P.M.
It made for a very long day — the longest work day I’ve had in a very long while.
However, it’s enough to let me take all of Friday off, so I’ll have a three day weekend.
Blog Posting
While I am working a 40 hour week, I’ve found that publication on a very regular schedule works for me, so long as I keep with the blog tagline, “Sharing some of my photos, vintage images I’ve discovered, and — occasionally — commentary and thoughts from retired life.”
And that’s what I plan to do, much as I’ve done the last couple of weeks — photos from our travels, vintage images of interest that I’ve found, and an occasional commentary, say once a week or so, on various topics.
For the visitors who like my photos, I’m also publishing them on two other blogs, Haw Creek and Haw Creek Out ‘n About.
While those two blogs are intended to have slightly different content, one RV related and the other travel related, right now all I am primarily publishing a random photo from our travels each day.
Photos published here and on the other two blogs are always different from each other and, generally, have not been published in the past. The exceptions to that are that I may republish some images that I post while we are traveling and some images that I posted before I established my current semi-random selection process may reappear. It’s just too difficult to go back through all of the old posts.
day 76
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“I’m going to take every single sick day even if I don’t get sick; they’re mine.” — or — “I only take days off sick if I’m really feeling lousy.”
Yesterday, I was going down the hall heading back to my office, preoccupied with what I was doing.
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Don’t turn there, fool!
August 20, 2009
Most days, my hours at work go from 11:30 AM to 8 PM.
When I first started in the middle of July, the sun was still up when I left in the evening. Each day, though, it’s been darker and darker when I leave the building.
Last night, I left the parking lot around 8:20. It was getting pretty dark by that time.
About a half mile after I turned on highway 64, I came up behind a car that was driving about 40 miles an hour — in a 55 mph speed zone. I knew I wouldn’t be behind him long because I would be getting on the interstate at Exit 78, which was just ahead.
He started hitting his brakes and I realized he was probably in an unfamiliar area looking for something.
His turn signal came on and I realized what he was looking for.
I started flashing my high beams on and off at him.
“Don’t turn there, fool! You really don’t want to turn there!”
He started to turn anyway. He probably thought I was some crazy person, flashing my high beams at him like that.
I pushed down on the horn and held it down and continued to flash my lights, while hitting my brakes to allow him to swing back into my lane — if he got my message.
“DON’T TURN THERE, FOOL! THAT’S THE OFF RAMP! YOU’LL BE GOING THE WRONG WAY!
He was almost all the way across the other lane of traffic when he jerked his wheel back to the right and turned away from the east bound exit from the interstate. After getting back into the correct lane of traffic, he drove just a little bit further and turned at the right point to get to the Exit 78 east bound entrance to the freeway.
The interchange at Exit 78 is rather unusual. When it was originally constructed, there was only an east bound exit and a west bound entrance. The east bound exit went right to the highway, while the west bound entrance had a different access point from the highway and had an overpass.
When a west bound exit and an east bound entrance was added a few years back, they were tied in to the old west bound ramp and overpass.
It can be confusing.
The guy I was following last night was obviously unfamiliar with the area. He probably had gotten off on the previous exit and was following the highway, looking for a way to get back on. He thought he had found it when he saw vehicles at the exit waiting for traffic to clear.
He was wrong… and lucky.
I’ve only turned down one way roads a couple of times that I can remember. Last year, I almost turned on to the west bound off ramp of Exit 78. The “new” on ramp is where the old turn was for a road paralleling the interstate that I sometimes use on my way home.
Have you ever made a turn and went the wrong way on a “one-way?”
day 79
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