ExiledInIllinois

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Steeeee-rike 1. Nope, NOT "Old Blood & Guts" "To hell & back" Patton! But, right war. The Big War.

Okay Hound dogs, are you ready for one! Not gonna be easy, but it's a American. Dead male, last century. No complaining... This ain't no weird, off the wall poo... But, sorta obscure today, but wasn't back then when war was raging...

Let me take a crack at this: Jacques Cousteau

Only 448 for me. 208/year earned. 240 on books. If I deploy, they wave the 240 limit... But when you come back Stateside, as you burn, that limit drops (down eventually to 240). Yup. I don't understand the kids that "burn it as fast as they earn it." You get raises, so hourly it's worth more on the books as your pay goes up. Well, I guess how you value your time... They've already accounted the leave. It's just the carry and differences in raise they budget every year. It's all solvent. Well I hope. 😏 Sick leave is unlimited, but that's always flat 4 hours every two weeks no matter how much time in. That only goes against years of service, no cash at retirement. But... A nice insurance policy to save it up against catastrophic illness.

That's what I do to work 3 days a week. 6 days every fortnight pay period. One day every two weeks I take off 8 hours. 6x12=72+8=80. Every two weeks I earn 8 hours leave. I keep 240 hours on the books every year too. Can't carry more than 240 every leave year. Comes out to be 26 days (8 hour days) I use a year, keep 30 days on books. I get paid by the hour, that goes up, my leave pay goes up. They will cash that 240 hours out at retirement. Straight up. That 8 hours always "bridges" into the long string of regular days off... Even better when that 8 falls on a holiday I have to work. I stock pile it against other full 12 hour days. My last year before retirement, I am NOT taking any leave, then retire one day before leave year ends. That's another 208 hour $$$ + the 240 on books.

I was gonna swing on Andre yesterday. But figured wrestler is an athlete. Even if it's "fake wrestling."

I do that too! Figure this one out: Work: Sun, Mon, Tues, Sometimes Wed. Off to FOLLOWING Thurs, Fri, Sat. Do the math, that's 7 days in a row. 7 days off. 😆

I didn't vote. I don't want to commit fraud.

That reminds me, I gotta get up and shower... Go to work today...Since I have been regularly scheduled off since last week. 😜

The King of the Bike Path: @TakeYouToTasker 😆

I'd always choose to work the long week. During COVID, worked 7 12s on, 7 12s off. And still got 4 hours OT every 2 weeks. Drive less too. Less fuel... 3 12s even better. Every 2 weeks take 8 vacation day earned.

Long weekend. Every time.

What if you work a 3 day week?

Somebody's a little salty because they feel their position deeply. 😆 When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

Lit up Toronto, over Upstate NY. Sonic Boom was heard in Syracuse. Anybody catch it? https://www.syracuse.com/news/2020/12/see-video-of-meteor-that-caused-large-boom-across-central-ny-elsewhere.html?outputType=amp Good news, it headed towards Cleveland, Ohio. 😆 🤣

From what country?

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Only one name is synonymous with: "Amateur & Professional." Good thing I was out in the yard ***** -ing around with lights on the 20 freaking foot pine tree or I would have smacked that outta the park. 😉 😜

It's up to you to stop the steal! I demand a recount. Grab his cookies and see if he cheated! He couldn't have possibly got it from the eyes alone. I massively won this round! 😉

"There is no 'I' in team" Total BS! ...Because, there is a 'me' in team...

I was just gonna post this! Mending Wall BY ROBERT FROST Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after them and made repair Where they have left not one stone on a stone, But they would have the rabbit out of hiding, To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean, No one has seen them made or heard them made, But at spring mending-time we find them there. I let my neighbor know beyond the hill; And on a day we meet to walk the line And set the wall between us once again. We keep the wall between us as we go. To each the boulders that have fallen to each. And some are loaves and some so nearly balls We have to use a spell to make them balance: ‘Stay where you are until our backs are turned!’ We wear our fingers rough with handling them. Oh, just another kind of out-door game, One on a side. It comes to little more: There where it is we do not need the wall: He is all pine and I am apple orchard. My apple trees will never get across And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him. He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’ Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder If I could put a notion in his head: ‘Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it Where there are cows? But here there are no cows. Before I built a wall I'd ask to know What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offense. Something there is that doesn't love a wall, That wants it down.’ I could say ‘Elves’ to him, But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather He said it for himself. I see him there Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed. He moves in darkness as it seems to me, Not of woods only and the shade of trees. He will not go behind his father's saying, And he likes having thought of it so well He says again, ‘Good fences make good neighbors.’