Imo, a good life is all about being happy, nothing else matters. As long as my lad is happy, I don't care what job he does, what relationships he has, along as he is happy.
What makes us happy isn't the same for everyone. Some are more ambitious, some like responsibility, some avoid it like the plague. We can't all be power driven. The human race would have gone under year's ago if we were. We are all different, thank god.
Mr. Dazzle wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 1:16 pm
I think it was more the case that he could see how he could help. My Mum and Dad spent their whole careers in delivering stuff, my Mum in particular was a project/programme manager at IBM before leaving to take over the IT operations of a big high street chain (she got fucked off with them BTW, but if you spend 30 years running experts at IBM suddenly dealing with other IT people is probably a bit annoying). They knew how to get IT projects to work.
What they don't know is how to convince the local NHS IT department of that So they help with the oldies and fetch medicine instead. They get paid the same amount either way
Really?
Have a look at what you're saying, your parents are pretty much telling people who are paid to do a job that they don't know how to do that job and that they could do it better for free.
And in my experience IBM are fecking useless, they're very good at telling people how to do things the IBM way, but very little actual practical experience of working in a real world environment.
Mr. Dazzle wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 1:16 pm
I think it was more the case that he could see how he could help. My Mum and Dad spent their whole careers in delivering stuff, my Mum in particular was a project/programme manager at IBM before leaving to take over the IT operations of a big high street chain (she got fucked off with them BTW, but if you spend 30 years running experts at IBM suddenly dealing with other IT people is probably a bit annoying). They knew how to get IT projects to work.
What they don't know is how to convince the local NHS IT department of that So they help with the oldies and fetch medicine instead. They get paid the same amount either way
Really?
Have a look at what you're saying, your parents are pretty much telling people who are paid to do a job that they don't know how to do that job and that they could do it better for free.
And in my experience IBM are fecking useless, they're very good at telling people how to do things the IBM way, but very little actual practical experience of working in a real world environment.
Little bit off topic here...
But what the actually did was volunteer to help out the clinical and admin staff getting their IT working. In the classic NHS way, whoever actually built the new system did the basics, declared it done, collected their fee and fucked off. Said department was stuck waiting for fixes - and bear in mind they already have other volunteers working there - so my 'rents offered to pitch in and help out. But 'cause they'd not done the requisite NHS basic IT training they weren't able to.
As for IBM - well....different thread entirely My folks certainly did well out of them and you generally don't have the means to pay people well by being fecking useless.
Dodgy knees wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 1:24 pm
Imo, a good life is all about being happy, nothing else matters. As long as my lad is happy, I don't care what job he does, what relationships he has, along as he is happy.
What makes us happy isn't the same for everyone. Some are more ambitious, some like responsibility, some avoid it like the plague. We can't all be power driven. The human race would have gone under year's ago if we were. We are all different, thank god.
A lovely attitude and one i echo mate, i think most of us on the trackdays are of a very similar outlook in many ways, which is why we all get on so well in the pub/track. We are like minded and appreciate the attitudes of the others in the group.
Dodgy knees wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 1:24 pm
Imo, a good life is all about being happy, nothing else matters. As long a.
s my lad is happy, I don't care what job he does, what relationships he has, along as he is happy.
What makes us happy isn't the same for everyone. Some are more ambitious, some like responsibility, some avoid it like the plague. We can't all be power driven. The human race would have gone under year's ago if we were. We are all different, thank god.
I have done high paid, high stress jobs that I enjoyed.
At other times I have taken 'boring' jobs because I didn't want the stress.
I have enjoyed both, and also, at other times, hated both.
What I have always tried to do is match the job I was doing to what I wanted at that time. There is little point in sticking with a job you hate if you can find some way to move to one you like.
Potter wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 12:44 pm
I've read scholarly articles that basically say happiness at work is 50/50 between the financial reward and the satisfaction reward, I doubt there are many who would turn down extra money if offered, but if you can balance what you get paid with feeling good about what you did then it's enough - and that's probably as good as it gets, I doubt anyone has a job that thrills the shit out of them every second of the day.
There's also evidence that being paid to do what you used to do for the love of it is actually a demotivator.
And lo! Having jabbered about the need to have financial slack to cope with irregular demands on the wallet...the washing machine has commited sepukku.
Serves me right for saying how long-lasting Miele machines are.
New m/c arrives next week. I'll give the tumble dryer a Paddington hard stare just to warn it what happens to machines that go on the sick.
Doubt is not a pleasant condition.
But certainty is an absurd one.
Voltaire
Count Steer wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 3:09 pm
And lo! Having jabbered about the need to have financial slack to cope with irregular demands on the wallet...the washing machine has commited sepukku.
Serves me right for saying how long-lasting Miele machines are.
New m/c arrives next week. I'll give the tumble dryer a Paddington hard stare just to warn it what happens to machines that go on the sick.
We need a new washing machine and fridge, unfortunately neither my wife nor I can find the enthusiasm to actually buy them as the old ones still work well enough to get by.
Our tumble drier never gets used* - even when baby dazzle was actually a baby and had re-usable washable nappies we air dried everything on good old fashion clothes horses.
Think of the retirement savings if you did that!
*We don't even have a tumble drier in fact, it's a washer/drier
Mr. Dazzle wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 3:13 pm
Our tumble drier never gets used* - even when baby dazzle was actually a baby and had re-usable washable nappies we air dried everything on good old fashion clothes horses.
Think of the retirement savings if you did that!
*We don't even have a tumble drier in fact, it's a washer/drier
We had a washer / dryer when we lived in a flat, the wash part was good but the dry part was useless, you just got warm wet clothes.
We haven't got one now, or a dish washer, again neither of us can find the interest to buy them, washing up isn't that bad and neither is hanging washing on the washing line.
We used to live in a flat above a sex shop, classy me, we had an old twin tub with a waste pipe you hooked over the sink.
Went out one day after starting the load, returned to find the proprietor of the shop looking worried and wondering why water was cascading down over his stock, he was remarkably cool about it once we’d figured out what had happened.Good job those jazz mags were all in plastic bags
Gregor wrote: ↑Wed Nov 10, 2021 3:32 pm
We used to live in a flat above a sex shop, classy me, we had an old twin tub with a waste pipe you hooked over the sink.
Went out one day after starting the load, returned to find the proprietor of the shop looking worried and wondering why water was cascading down over his stock, he was remarkably cool about it once we’d figured out what had happened.Good job those jazz mags were all in plastic bags
When we lived in Felixstowe in 1990 we lived down the road from a sex shop, it closed due to lack of business - it actually said "Private Bargain Shop" on the shop front.
My first flat in MK was below a brothel - we didn't know it was there until after we moved in. We were number 789 and they were number 799 - getting woken up by horny greebos hanging on the intercom at 2AM got old very quickly.
One of them actually tried to force his way into our flat one day when he got the address wrong Mrs. D was home alone, but fortunately this was back when she did Tae Kwon Do regularly, so she broke his nose and put him on his arse, then slammed the door on his foot. The police were actually interested after that incident.
So they help with the oldies and fetch medicine instead. They get paid the same amount either way
Mrs. D was home alone, but fortunately this was back when she did Tae Kwon Do regularly, so she broke his nose and put him on his arse, then slammed the door on his foot. The police were actually interested after that incident.
