OMG Surveys!

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SurveysI just got a request from a major hardware chain to give a review and survey of a 24″ x 24″ hunk of plywood I bought. Basically scrap wood I didn’t have on hand for tossing under something and basically never looking at it again.

It’s a piece of scrap wood that I picked up cheap.  But because I claimed my military discount, that means they have to ask me about my purchase and urge me to give them feedback on it.  I could understand if it was about something expensive I bought or installation they performed for me earlier this year.  But a scrap of wood?

This is just a drop in the amount of “attaboy” seeking nonsense these companies are looking for.  Hell every time I use my maps on my phone it asks me how was your trip?  With a 👍👎 response option.  Like what?  Unless they do me like Google used to do, by running me through a golf course on a golf cart path, I really have little to complain about as long as I got there.  I’m not about to pat them on the back for every successful delivery I make or every business I try to find.

It’s become silly.  Every app I use wants a review.  Every product you purchase sends an email or letter in the mail asking for a survey.  Every time I refill my prescriptions via the mail, I get a survey in email links and letters if I don’t respond quickly enough.  Enough already!

What’s next?  Will the annoying GSTV at the gas pump start asking how your fuel fill experience was?  No…  I suspect it will be soon filled with, “you should be driving green in an EV”.

Listen companies.  If I have something good to say, I’ll email you.  If I have a complaint.  I’ll call customer service.  I’m not about to fill out a survey every time I use a tissue to blow my nose!

And Oh My God!  When you do call or email someone, then there is a survey asking how they did.  Surveys are becoming like advertisements, you can’t bloody escape the damn things!  Stop already!

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Dating Apps Suck!!

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Dating Apps Suck!!Maybe for the youth, dating apps have some worth.  Clearly it’s not for folks over 35.  Hell dating in general in later years sucks completely.  I remember the days of my high school years.  When I saw someone who caught my eye, all I had to do was build up the courage to ask them out and see where it goes.  It was all butterflies and good feelings mixed with a touch of anxiety.

In later years, it’s see who’s cat-fishing who.  Digging through endless emotional baggage and now it’s a horrifying mess of body-count.

But it gets worse…

The apps I have tried recently, nearly all of them locked me into a closed world of only people my age and older.  I’m not now or ever been interested in women older than me.  I could easily go for a woman 5 – 10 years younger than me.  But those options were not made available at all.  Even if I forced the search functions.  It’s like using Pandora or iHeartRadio.  I listen to one or two pop-punk songs and then I’m forced into acid rock of the 60’s and 70’s.  At least Spotify has never done that to me.

But…  It gets even worse…

In Michigan, especially the northern areas; all the profiles read the same for the main part.  Loves the outdoors, country music, camping and fishing.  Nothing I’m into.  That sadly has been a struggle all my life.  Which is weird considering my favorite pop-punk bands are as old as I am.  Yet finding a girl into that in Michigan is nearly unheard of.  And what the hell are women between 45 – 60 doing with small children?  Single moms that should be grandmothers by now have small kids at home.  I’m not about to raise another mans children at my age (54).  I’m done with that.  That’s not including women who still have their kids living with them.  Yikes I’m not about to play the game of lets be quiet because your kids are watching a movie in the next room.

But… 🙄  It gets so much worse…

The amount of emotional baggage of women my age on dating apps is astounding.  I’m sure I have some too, but the insane baggage and obscene requirements these women have.  Must be 6′ 1″ or taller.  Must make 6 figure income.  Must be in good shape.  Well, I have 2 of the 3 requirements.  Though it’s silly to make such requirements.  Especially since half of the girls I meet my age already have dentures.  I don’t.  They outweigh me now that I’ve left my fat days behind me.

My PRS Tremonti SE

My PRS Tremonti SE

Still… 😨  It gets worse…

I’ve heard the term “hitting the wall”.  Women these crap apps show me are either fake as fuck.  (Botox and Plastic Parts)  Or they not only hit the wall, but the wall hit them back.  This is what I get to choose from?  I still look good for my age.  I work hard now to keep my value physically, emotionally and I don’t want for anything.  I’m not rich and never will be.  But my bills are paid and I have my affairs in order.

Which is why I had hoped for a better experience with dating apps.  So I uninstalled them and will start going out in the real world.  Besides, I’m not looking for a future wife.  I’m more looking for a friend with similar interests and if it blossoms into love, then great.  At my age, I’m not getting my hopes up.  Honestly I’ve made peace with being single from here on out if need be.  I’m rather happy with my life.  Just not dating apps.

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All My Favorites

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My FavoritesWhen in a relationship, you each make sacrifices to make it a happy union.  Or at least you try to.  You sometimes watch her shows to spend time with her, despite the fact you find them uninteresting.  Or you give up your favorite condiments because buying two brands of basically the same thing is not cost effective.  Plus they go bad.

But sometimes you do your thing and she has no interest or vice versa.  So you get what you want, but miss out on the time with her.

What got me thinking about this so much is the fact I was shopping for the first time in my new house.  I happened to pass by an old familiar favorite from childhood.  Plochman’s Mustard.  I had forgotten it because I wasn’t able to buy it for years.  In my relationships it was almost always French’s they wanted.  A little thing I know.  But I bought it and now I don’t have to go back to brands I didn’t care for.  I think it’s far better.  Realizing I can finally do whatever I want now.  Have whatever I want.  Watch whatever TV I want and not to have to hide in my bedroom to do it.  Eating all my favorite foods all the time now.  Eating healthy without dealing with the pissing and moaning about how they only want to eat junk food.

I know this is a superficial blog.  But when you put off your life for so long just to make your other half happy; little things like this seem exciting 😀

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I Feel I’ve Earned It

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I Feel I've Earned ItFifty four years on this earth and I’ve just now obtained goals that I couldn’t for so long.  In the last 12 years that is.  Something about relationships has just been preventative to my obtaining things I always wished I had.  I’m going to go with mostly the women I chose for companions were horrible with money.  I live alone now and I have things I’ve tried to have in the past but couldn’t, because somehow we couldn’t afford them.  Even though we both worked full time.  I realize now that I am sure the problem was I put my trust into them handling the finances.

You’d think that I would’ve learned after the first bankruptcy not to do that.   Or at least by the second bankruptcy.  No…  It was the third that finally tipped me off.

I know I’m good at math because the Supply Officer on the Enterprise immediately pulled me aside when I was assigned to the ship and immediately made me an RPPO of the entire ships budget.  While I don’t think the title matched the job, I did it well while I was there.  I made sure all department heads spent their money wisely.  Impressive considering I was just an Airman Recruit (E1) fresh from A-School.  I even won awards for doing my job well and received a boost in rank and pay (from Airman E3 to Third Class Petty Officer E4) just for performing a flawless review of an inspection while my First Class Petty Officer was on leave.

Yet when it came to relationships I’d hand over my pay check and misplaced my trust to someone who clearly sucked at handling money.

Now that I’ve fixed my shattered life.  I’ve achieved everything I’ve set out to achieve before with someone else.  Weird how that I could do that on a single income as a single man.  But couldn’t with someone else.  I digress.

Now that I own my own home, I decided to spoil myself too.  I only have a 0.18 acre lot for my house, but dammit, I have always a riding lawn mower.  Not just any old one, but a brand new one.   At this point in my life I don’t really relish raking leaves for hours when I can user a bagger to suck them up and take care of them quickly.  Or not waste more time than I have to mowing the grass.

Or the fact I own 5 guitars.  I don’t even know how to play them that well, but I have very nice guitars for learning on.

I’m able to buy things I want and still have money in the bank.  These are just a few examples of what I’ve been able to do to enjoy my life now.

Things like this I was never able to have until now.  I’ve worked hard all my life to only come up short when I trusted someone else.  Now I only trust myself and I find I am able to do things I’ve put off in the past.  I think now I feel I have earned the right to enjoy life more than I was able to before.

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Cooking is Easy!

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My CookwareAs a person who brings people food.  It astounds me the repeat customers.  I mean not just those who eat take-out on the weekends.  The insane people who order from my store 4-7 times a week!  I mean how can they afford to not only order food that is way more expensive.  But also on multiple occasions, pay for a delivery fee and manage to leave a tip?  We’re talking anywhere between $25 to $50 a day!  Many of these people live in shambles.  Yet seem to have an endless supply of money!  I mean I eat out once a week with my friends or family.  Plus, I’m usually the guy who not only picks up the tab, but pays for gas and tip too!  I can afford that, but I can’t afford to eat out multiple times a week.  Well, maybe I can.  But I like having money in the bank more.  Plus if I ate junk food that much, I’d just end up being fat again.  I’m happy to have lost 185 pounds.  I feel great!  (not too bad on the looks department either)

OK so the media says things are expensive and Gen Z says they can’t afford to live and eat.  I think Gen Z needs to get the fuck out of the big cities.  But that’s another post for another day.

But what really gets me is the comments of, “it’s easier than cooking”. 😯

Are you kidding me?  Cooking is so easy!  I’ve spent years in relationships and saved money by cooking at home most days.  Now that I’m doing my healthy lifestyle, I’m damn near a low-carb chef!  I love cooking!  I wish I had more times per week to cook at home!  But working 4-5 double shifts a week makes it hard.  So I cook at work instead.

Plus I’ve been waiting an eternity to really put my stainless steel cookware to use!  (was always stuck with non-stick cookware loving girlfriends – thank God for finally getting rid of them)  Non-stick cookware is toxic!

But it only takes a few minutes to whip together a meatloaf (using almond flour).  Whip up some vegetables or make some mashed cauliflower (alternative to potatoes).  Fry up eggs or a million other things I’ve made.  Clean up is easy too.

So why do so many fear saving money and cook at home?  Are people truly that freaking lazy?  Wait… I already know the answer to that.  It’s why I recently had 2 hernia surgeries.  Because I’m always having to do things my lazy coworkers don’t do.  So yeah that’s got to be the real reason.

So yeah.  You keep ordering out and making me money 😈

Girls, want a man who can not only cook, but cook healthy?  Hint, hint 😁

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A Clean Home is a Happy Home

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Clean HouseNow that I’m finally a single man homeowner.  I finally get to live my life the way I want to.  One of the things I enjoy most is when I come home after a long day at work or a time spent away from home, is that the house is clean.

See, many of my past relationships where unfortunately shared with people who are insanely lazy and do things like:

  • not do the dishes
  • rarely do any house work
  • never do any yard work or help with it
  • leave their clothing wherever they land as they come home
  • leave food open and on counters, couches or end tables
  • leave multiple unfinished drinks laying about
  • never cleaning up after themselves

Thus leaving me to do the majority of the work or finally managing to talk them into doing some housework.

I’m the type of fellow that rarely has to all out clean the house.  I pick up after myself.  I can carry my dirty clothes to the basket a few feet away.  I don’t let dishes pile up.  I’m capable of putting laundry away shortly after the dryer stops.  I clean up anything I spill.  If I see dust I take 5 minutes to dust.  Etc…  These things take mere minutes and it always baffled me why people live in such pig-sty homes.  Sadly because I’m a delivery driver, I see so so so many gross homes.  Me?  I can’t wait for spring so I can get my yard cleaned up (snow hit as I closed on the house so leaves are an issue) and power wash my siding.  Would make for a couple of nice sunny afternoons outside.  Maybe I can meet some people or lonely ladies in the neighborhood 😁

In short, I’m very happy to come home.  Every time.  My house is clean and company ready.  It’s really not much of an effort if you just take a moment or two to clean up after yourself.

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Hello world!

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Welcome to the less geeky side of me.

Here I’ll share my thoughts and feelings about whatever is on my mind.  I’ll keep the tech and geek-ery to Geeks Den.  This site is purely about me.

Soon I’ll be doing upgrades and renovations to my home.  Or talking about things that puzzle and intrigue me.  Things I’m learning and projects.  I love to drown myself in projects.  Talk about life as a single man who red-pilled later than he should have.  It’ll all be here as time permits.

Feel free to join in discussions!

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