FRIDAY NIGHT

No kidding. I stayed out there as long as I could today, and the trips got shorter and shorter as the day progressed.

I guess I am just still doing too much stuff with my arms. I mean, we could cut back on the porn but I still think other stuff I'm doing around the house is contributing more than that. Well, a couple things, anyway.

Fuckin' god damn, is the end of the world boring. And annoying.

Actually, if I sit around much more, I'll eventually start losing strength in my upper body faster than I'm losing weight and I won't be able to hurt myself carrying myself up the stairs by the arms on 1/2 of a good foot. I need to exercise even less, which seems impossible.

My health would be best if I spent my entire life sitting in one chair and risking as little movement as possible. I think Trump was right about that "your parts only have so many service hours on them" thing. I mean, that's how they do maintenance scheduling for all kinds of important machines.

At least my foot is better now, so I don't need my arms or even the cane to go up and down steps. I also had to put Icy Hot more or less in my fucking hair just now. One step at a time, Clutchy.

The one that was obviously a re-skinned version of something else even when I was a kid in 1990 or whenever it was. Which... yeah, I forget it was Doki Doki Panic every time until someone says the name.

I was not a big Mario fan... except for that one.

Our counsel got annoyed with me, I think, because I was always having to ask him to look at NDAs that had been marked up, which... well, that's not high-value work. But I asked him once if he wanted me to stop, and he was like "nah, I get it."

By the time it was Successor Company #3, I was dealing with an NDA from a customer or a supplier every few weeks. I probably sent out twice as many, myself. People really like to require NDAs as a checkpoint for internal procurement and sales processes now. More and more people are saying this.

When I was originally hired... that company didn't make new hires sign one beyond pretty standard "don't steal our intellectual property" crap in the company handbook. When they decided to make *everyone* sign one, well, I didn't. I was in a position to refuse. I don't think I ever did sign one.

I never had to kill a deal or jeopardize my employment over an NDA. I got many changed to narrow the scope to what we were actually doing and not every thought I'd have for the rest of my life. And I'm not sure if I ever signed one for my employer at all.

But I tended to refuse NDAs that were very broad... I'd sign them for specific projects, because that's what NDAs are for. We are working together on Project "X". If you learn something about Project "Y" and do not immediately forget it, we can sue you.

LOL. It is what it is, but it makes sense.

Of course, that was 100% viewing it from the GEAE side.

At least those people tended to know their shit. That was always my experience with GE-level management people. Personalities, all over the place. But they were all competent.

Good lord. OK, well, you were better off working for freaking Welch's goons at that point.

I do think I jacked up my left shoulder pretty bad hauling myself up and down the stairs with my arms earlier this week, though.

Oh, hahahah. That makes it even more fun. The requirement that we care about a lot that isn't necessary at all that we don't bother screening for first. Fucking HR people, man.

Like, nice of them to waste their time interviewing so many people, I guess, but... why?

They had candidates for ops positions at a credit card company make it into an interview without knowing if they knew how to do math, yet?