Just rewatching the second movie, and I noticed immediately that quite a few of the main characters have a nice, healthy tan.
It wasn't fashionable until Coco Chanel got sunburned on a yacht in 1923.
It's just a little jarring to my eyes!
To "Go the extra mile," what would you think?
I know they repaved the parking lot, but it still looks closed today.
I'm a PRN worker at a large municipal hospital. My official title is "Door Greeter," but don't think Walmart style. We do a heck of a lot of different things, and are mostly left alone to make executive decisions.
I'm in my late 60s, and my left leg is a mess. I need a hip replacement and probably a knee replacement, so I tend to limp. Standing still is what's hardest for me, and my boss initially required everyone to stand almost all the time. (She wanted to distinguish us from the information folks, who are all volunteers and are allowed to sit all the time.)
Most of the door greeters are retirees.
Because my leg was really bothering me, I opted for an accommodation. I was "accommodated" 45 minutes of sitting for each of my six hour shifts. Okay, no prob!
Until my boss and the hr dude decided I needed to write down each time I sat, along with the length of time.
So every day I sent my boss a digest of when and how long I sat, just in case someone complained that I wasn't doing my job.
During this time, my boss sneakily took pictures and videos of me. It was extremely unnerving, and I was on edge for months.
During one of my meetings with my boss and hr, I said I felt harassed. And this micro-managing was harassment.
HR doesn't like words like "harassment." And I said it loudly several times, so that everyone in the surrounding offices would hear me. I.Was.Pissed.
The micromanaging went on for about six months. For a part-time job.
After another unpleasant meeting with the hr guy, in which I voiced my concerns regarding being recorded on the sly, the brick wall that is hr wasn't budging.
I was told that I needed "retraining," and if anything was amiss, I would be written up. No one else on the team was being micromanaged like this. And I was one of the original greeters. I didn't need retraining, especially by the only other door greeter who'd started with me.
So, since it was always an option, I contacted my boss's boss and asked to speak with him privately.
Rather than bring up all the shenanigans my boss was doing, I focused on several things. I had observed a co-worker who was door greeting and saw that she sat in between greeting people. She got up to greet, helped them navigate, and sat down again. She also has a bad leg and a doctor's note, but she never got the accommodation.
So I brought this up with him, along with the fact that I know my boss was a sweet person, but she seemed really stressed.
I suggested I greet the way this other greeter does her job. Boss's boss agreed with me. He said he'd have to run it by my boss, naturally.
That day, I stopped sending my little reports regarding my sitting times.
A week and a half later when my boss, her boss, and I were all in the building, we had another meeting.
We talked about sitting. Luckily, boss's boss was on my side and, when my boss started to voice some doubt regarding the whole sitting/standing issue, he chimed in that he thought that was a great idea.
PHEW.
During that meeting, I cancelled the accommodation and moved forward with my much more sensible approach.
Several days later, the hr guy texted me asking if the accommodation was null and void. I said yes, and that we'd figured out a better solution.
This job was only created in the spring of 2025. My boss, who had never managed a good sized group of people, was learning on the fly and I think she was threatened by me. I dunno.
Anyway, it's months later and other than some mildly snarky texts from my boss, things have been a ton better.
I mean, this is a retirement job for me, and I work 3 days a week.
About three years ago I put a chain link fence on the only unfenced side of my back yard. It abuts my neighbor's yard.
This year, I've been thoroughly enjoying the Virginia Creeper that covered a section of the fence.
When I came back from work yesterday the Virginia Creeper had been completely removed.
In my mind, the fence is mine completely (it's about 1 foot in from my property edge) and my neighbor was completely wrong in removing it.
I've been allowing "weeds" to grow in the yard, especially fleabane, horseweed, and pokeweed. It might look messy to some, but I love the look. I'll be adding some bee balm and other native pollinators as I can afford it. I think my neighbor, let's call her nosey Nancy, is going apeshit over my messy yard and was doing what she could to tidy it up.
Should I set up firmer boundaries with Nancy? I really enjoyed the Virginia Creeper, and am saddened to see it torn down.