Dictation once again. At the fruit stand in the belly and most of my work is done. I was complimented on the work I had done Friday which stressed me out so much that I carried it with me on Friday night. Both Mike and Bill were concerned but not overly so.

It is now Monday and I am in the belly. I am reading about car vandalism in Hoboken and reminded of something that I told Mike I believe a week or so ago when Barbara Williams and Billy Shoerling and I were throwing dirt bombs at cars parked at an apartment complex.

One of the residents saw what we were doing and yelled at us to stop. We didn’t think anything of it since we were throwing dirt bombs and not rocks, but in hindsight, 50-plus years later, there were probably rocks in those dirt bombs, and there we were, depreciating the value of parked cars.

The person who was yelling at us was greatly upset, and we never stopped until he showed up behind us and grabbed us by the collar. Billy took off, but Barbara and I were caught, and he dropped Barbara off at her house, where Nanny Williams admonished her. And (you), when we got to my house, I nearly got my head head handed to me.

So the work I had done, which had stressed me out on Friday, turned out to be a good thing, although I actually think we’ll find out tomorrow since most of these requests (were) were Tuesday through Friday. Bill is on the road, Mike is at my crib and I am in the belly.

I’m taking lunch in about 6 minutes, and since I’m in the belly, I’ll probably go to that concrete Park and have a small cigar and look at all the other people that are smoking weed or just sleeping on the cement benches.

The internet and/or smartphones will be the death of culture as we know it. Whether or not it adapts to something greater or attempts to something lesser, we won’t know until we’re there.

There is an Autumn chill in the air so much so that I wore a jacket to work in a short-sleeve shirt, figuring that a short sleeve shirt would not do the trick when walking to the train in the morning. I suppose I did the right thing, but who really knows anyway.

I do need to go to sleep earlier than I have been. I am looking at 10:00 p.m. tonight; whether or not that actually happens is another story. 10:30 would be a good cutoff point and better than the 11:00 p.m. that I have been going to bed at.

Til Victory by Patti Smith group it’s in my head. Not a bad song the lead off track on the Easter album. Usually or lately, Tiny Steps by Elvis Costello and The Attractions has been occupying my jukebox in my mind palace, but obviously not today.

Altered Images- Bring Me Closer. That song often pops up in my head when I walk down Washington Street and see a quote from babe Ruth stating that every strike out he has brings him closer to a home run

I did not sleep well last night. I wonder if it’s because I had a Coca-Cola around 5:30 6:00 last night which might have affected my sleep thanks to the caffeine. It’s really the only acceptable explanation. There was beer and wine and hard seltzer available and I probably would have been better off with one of those.

It seems I have been able to download google documents to this iPad, which might make my life easier or it could be a whole mess of trouble.

On the work front, I am dealing with someone who sent me a whole bunch of names and while posting those names, I have found that they had been posted already, but I don’t know that until after I do the fact and find out what I have just posted this could not be used

I have contacted the person that has sent me this information asking her to remove the names that have been posted already which she had offered to do in the beginning and now I am waiting for her to do just that

She is in Cupertino, California at another (group) fruit stand.
I’m starting to think using this iPad to do this documentation is not as ideal as I had hoped I might be better off just using my smart phone and dictate because this is a pain in the ass

End of dictation.

The iPad was the least of my worries. Kimberly, Janis and Violet were all out of the office. I don’t know how that happened but it happened. Yancy was in the belly of the fruit stand manning the controls, I was at my meager fruit stand.

Next week in the belly is where I’ll be. The other day or maybe it was last week I finally felt onboard. I was knocking things out of the box and went home with my head held high. That was a distant memory.

There was another list of names that I took care of but needed to know where they would be having their meetings. The woman who sent this group asked if I sent the confirmation email to so and so, and their partner. These two people were never mentioned before but I duly sent them the confirmation.

It seems she may have made a mistake or two but I never considered that she might have made the mistakes. Such is my self confidence that I always think I am the one making the mistakes.

I puttered through the afternoon after calling up Bill a few times and Mike on my lunch break. It helped somewhat. Mike picked up on my stress, noticing the fact that I was talking very fast. Manic I guess. Jimmy Chile walked by and was briefly reassuring. I had hoped we would have a moment to chat but it was not to be. There were a few names omitted in my earlier listing of ames so I was going through those, then re-editing that since I had some dates and times screwed up.

I wound up working until 5:30 which should have been overtime in another job but overtime requires authorization and I could not be bothered to seek it, so the last half hour I worked for free.

There was an on camera meeting that I was required to attend and it was pointless. It involved finding hazards. Each month various emplotees for this staffing agency need to submit 3 or 4 hazardous situations in the office or workplace that are to be sent to the staffing agency. It is ridiculous.

The fruit stands where I work are meticulous regarding things like that. I mean, things would get reported and taken care of faster than an email to the west coast. The other moronic part of the meeting was about expense reports and how to properly file them. I do not use expense reports since I do not have a reason to.

In any event, it derailed the train that I was trying to ride with regards to filling out these requests. By midafternoon I was toast.

The guy in the photo hopped a turnstile in Hoboken. He didn’t take the train, he just walked through the platform to the other turnstiles where he walked through even though he could have just walked from where he was initially. It was a harbinger as to how stupid the day was going to be.