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kNOw when to say NO!

Some folks don’t know when to say no, I on the other hand say no to everything all the time, that way I am not surprised about what I am asked and the great thing in life is I can always change my mind.

 When I was a kid my parents used the ever so vague “we will see” which we all knew as kids meant NO, but we don’t want to look like the bad parents and you won’t remember anything in 10 minutes, because you’re a child and cannot focus on more than one thing for more than 10 minutes.

 The reason for this entry is my Boss, he is micro managing and passive aggressive which in my opinion is as about as much fun as a sharp stick in the eye!  I think that he thinks he works for the CIA or KGB agencies because you never get any information he keeps it for himself and says you didn’t need to know that, until after you say yes to his request. I contend that if you are asking me to do extra coverage on site or at another site then I need the specifics, I am not going to just say yes and let the chips fall where they may! My wife’s Grandmother the wisest Lady I had the pleasure of knowing always used to say it never hurts to ask questions before you answer them.

 So I vote NO . . .  and it is liberating, now keep in mind I may say no to most things, but I only mean no about 2% of them. I feel liberated and I feel I am in charge when I say no. Try it and see how it feels… I also understand that this is a kid’s mentality to say no, but sometimes you need to think like a kid to be a well rounded adult . . . SO THERE (sticking tongue out).

*Disclaimer: The author of this entry and this blog is not and cannot be responsible for any angry spouses, parents or significant others, or any loss of job, house or property due to the fact that you used the word no in answer to any questions asked. In short you use “No” at your own risk.

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Fitzy: Legion of Decency Retired.

A swan Song to Men’s Fashion

 I have said it in the past and I will say it again I am not Fashion expert or fashionista of any kind, hell I still wear the cloths I wore in the 1980’s and they have gone out of style and come back again. Not to mention I live in the New England area of the United States of America, so we are not known for being trend setters or for being hip. However I feel the need to address a men’s fashion mistake, something that should go the way of the Do-Do, So buckle up for a male version of a tizzy.

I have had not one but two men come by me at work wearing ballet shoes/slippers, I do not get this footwear on a guy, these two gentlemen are straight non-ballet dancers. I just don’t get it.

 What has become of the masculine foot ware, where the clunky work boots, stylish Cowboy boots and the flashy sneakers and tennis shoes could tell you exactly who the man was and what he was about.

 Ballet Shoes/Slippers just screams to me “Hey I am too lazy to put shoes on and I don’t care”. I could see it if they were dancers but one is a manager in the Tax department and another is in Marketing and both straight with wives and kids, so I say WHY? And before you ask, I am acquainted with them and they do not dance.

 Not for nothing but they look so odd on a man and I would like to see this fashion statement take a fast exit stage right and just keep shuffling off to Buffalo.

 I know this seams judgmental and catty, but welcome to my blog, it’s all about me and what runs through my head, luckily in this instance it did not run out of my mouth, I am already a politically correct nightmare. I just thought I would share this with you out there and just between me any you I will attempt to get a photo, it just looks wrong. Well till next time thanks for reading…

This was brought to you by the Men’s Masculine Shoe Foundation and the demented mind of

Fitzy: Legion of decency Retired.

What is that noise?

What is that noise?

So I am at my computer and the woman in my life says o me hey lets watch this show on the food network, it is new and looks like it would be good.

 I say to hear that’s fine I am playing a game and messing about on the net, the show starts and the host has this annoying voice, more annoying that reading my blogs! The host was going into such finite details that it was like taking an Algebra test in high school.

 I says to her hay “Honey, I thought you said this was going to be good?” she replied with “I like it just give it a chance.”

 Not ten minutes later she turns to me and says what is that noise, without skipping a beat and not even looking up at here I said “oh, that? That’s the sound of your brain leaking out of your brain pan” from watching this show.

 She gives me a huff and the next thing I know Deadliest Catch is on…

 I Win!

Well the weekend is upon us and we are off to our hide-out camp in the woods of Maine, not sure what we will be doing, but I know it is better than staying home and dealing with the interlopers, that will be invading the homestead. Let "HIM" deal with them I choose to run and hide and play in the sun, drink coffee, smoke a cigar and play my music loud!
 What do you have planned?
well until next time Love Peace and Chicken Grease
 Well wishes to you all from the state of Maine!