Well Valis,
I took a look at that web site... maybe I'm missing something.
I see a lot of pictures... and very few words that tell what th' heck it is!
Regards,
Jim TX
hi jim!
i thought you might like this if you already didn't know about it.
i found out about it in the july 2004 smithsonian magazine.
Well Valis,
I took a look at that web site... maybe I'm missing something.
I see a lot of pictures... and very few words that tell what th' heck it is!
Regards,
Jim TX
let's say one of your relatives either died or invited you to a wedding at a hall, would you go?
I think I would. No big deal. It's just a building.
If you are referring to the other folks there who would try to talk me into 'coming back'... I don't think that would happen - or would bother me, if it did.
I've already been to a few weddings in the KH's - in the past - when I was still married to the JW wifey... I am/was a driftee... no one really bothered me then.
Regards,
Jim TX
okay... i may act like a hick from a small-town... but... i'm curious about something.. what is the 'proper' amount that one is supposed to 'tip' the gal at the salon.
the one whut cuts the hair.. i've never really had a good idea... and i know that i look like a dufus... fumbling and mumbling... as i hand a dollar or two to the gal.. now... if i'm supposed to be giving something like $5.00... forget it!
i usually hand over 1 or 2 dollars - depending on how well i feel that they did.
Thanks for the replies. Who knew such a simple question had so many answers.
So - by my math, I tipped the gal 12.5%. Perhaps a tad on the low side...
One reason that I am hesitant to tip on the high side... my hair is not easy to cut correctly. Most of the gals that do it - don't listen, and do their own thing.
I have a feeling that they are more experienced cutting gals' hair than guys.
Also - it is difficult for me to tell if I got a 'good cut' until a day or so later, when the hair relaxes - after the cut.
If she is there next time I go - I will try to give her more. It looks like she did a good job.
Regards,
Jim TX
okay... i may act like a hick from a small-town... but... i'm curious about something.. what is the 'proper' amount that one is supposed to 'tip' the gal at the salon.
the one whut cuts the hair.. i've never really had a good idea... and i know that i look like a dufus... fumbling and mumbling... as i hand a dollar or two to the gal.. now... if i'm supposed to be giving something like $5.00... forget it!
i usually hand over 1 or 2 dollars - depending on how well i feel that they did.
Okay... I may act like a hick from a small-town... but... I'm curious about something.
What is the 'proper' amount that one is supposed to 'tip' the gal at the salon. The one whut cuts the hair.
I've never really had a good idea... and I know that I look like a dufus... fumbling and mumbling... as I hand a dollar or two to the gal.
Now... if I'm supposed to be giving something like $5.00... forget it!
I usually hand over 1 or 2 dollars - depending on how well I feel that they did. Some really mess up - and fumble as much cutting my hair, as I do handing them the 'tip'.
Anyway... I hope I don't get blasted for this. I'm just curious. I know those gals work hard.
Today, I got my hair cut. The cut cost $16.00 - pricey. The gal did a reasonable job - considering I went in looking like a sheepdog.
I gave her $2.00 as a tip.
Regards,
Jim TX
just out of the jws i had a town house i rented.
i was moving into another home and the landlord was scum.
when i moved he charged me for every little thing which was already broken or malfunctioning when i moved in and also charged me for hairline cracks in a 50 year old porcine bathtubs and sinks ( which already existed prior to my move in) the list goes on and on.
Hmmm... Not sure if this qualifies or not...
A long time ago... and far far away... in a different life - when I was a radio announcer...
I worked at a small town radio station that had about 6 employees. The boss was part owner, Mr. Edgar, and he was proud of his little radio station.
Everyone at the radio station got along very well.
Then one day, he hired a drifter. One of those DJ's that goes from small market to small market - never being really successful... but is, in his own mind.
He set up all sorts of new 'rules' for all of us to follow... and me - being new at this sort of thing... did so.
One day, the owner called me into his office - and told me...
"You aren't getting along with Ryan. I'm going to have to let you go. You have 2 weeks notice."
I had never been fired before... well... not in a while... and was kinda scared that I wouldn't find another job. Plus, it was news to me that I wasn't 'getting along' with Ryan.
I left his office a bit shell-shocked... but went out looking for another job as soon as I could.
I went to a small town nearby - within the week - and talked to the owners there. They asked a few questions, and I was honest with them - letting them know the reason that I was fired - as I knew it.
The man interviewing me said, "Oh. Bill Edgar. We know about him. No problem. When can you start?"
Well, I really still had a week to go at the other radio station, but since I was fired...
"Next Monday.", I said.
"Fine. We'll look for you then." he said.
This was on a Friday. I knew that I was supposed to open up and turn on the transmitter Saturday morning, but I figured that Mr. Edgar had 'earned' this one.
I went back and told everyone at the radio station 'goodbye'... except for Mr. Edgar, and that fella 'Ryan' who got me fired.
The DJ on duty that Friday evening - was a kid that was still in High School, and worked evenings at the radio station. He asked me, "What song do you want me to play for you?" as I shook his hand goodbye.
I thought about it, and replied, "Take this job and shove it."
"Okay.", he said, "I'll play it for you!"
I can still remember it. There I was... at the corner gas station, filling up my VW Beetle one last time in this small berg, smiling, as I heard Johnny Paycheck singing... "...Take this job, and shove it! I ain't workin here no more..."
I came to San Antonio that Friday night - and spent the evening at my girlfriends' home. Actually, I stayed overnight there.
The next morning, I remember getting up, stretching, looking outside, and wondering to myself... "Hmmm... I wonder if Mr. Edgar is up yet?"
I went back one last time to that small city, to close out my bank account, and then meandered by the radio station to see all of the group. Fortunately, Mr. Edgar - AND Ryan (the jerk) wasn't there.
The folks at the radio station were all laughing about my stunt. It seems that Mr. Edgar woke up that Saturday morning - to 'dead air'. Well, not quite accurate. More like 'dead carrier'. As his station was not on the air. At all. He had to get his clothes on and go turn it on himself. He was... pissed!
I had a very wide grin on my face when I heard that.
Yeah. I guess you could call it 'revenge'.
Regards,
Jim TX
on the way home from work today i stopped at a local grocery store to pick up a few things.
when i got into the store i saw an elder?
from my first hall in there talking to a couple of women i assumed were sisters?.
This brings to mind something that happened to me a while back when I was still married to my now ex... who is a JW.
We were in the local Office Depot one Saturday morning, and our Sister-in-Law who was DF'ed walked in to get copies made (or something).
My wifey saw her - and bolted for the door - not even acknowledging the poor gal.
I was taken off-guard - and was following the wifey - and then it hit me - I don't play by their 'rules' anymore. So I told her, "I'm going back in to say 'Hi' to Debbie."
I went back in and talked to her a bit. She was grateful that someone 'saw' her. Too bad though... she was - at that time - attempting to get back in that organization - playing by their 'rules' etc.
Stupid rules, if you ask me.
Regards,
Jim TX
on the way home from work today i stopped at a local grocery store to pick up a few things.
when i got into the store i saw an elder?
from my first hall in there talking to a couple of women i assumed were sisters?.
Yeah... that _is_ weird. On his part.
Since you saw him first... you had the 'edge' of being able to think about a reply - or whatever.
If it were me (of course, it's always easier to play armchair quarterback), I would have spoken to him - just a brief, "Hello. How are you?" type of conversation.
He may have been trying to talk to you... lots of questions... but didn't have the nerve to start. If you had started the conversation, he may have found his 'courage' to talk to you.
Oh well... it sounds like no great loss, though.
Regards,
Jim TX
wow!
"i knew they would answer".
about a month or so ago i posted about a "witness" who was a white supremicist/racist who told me i was not allowed to go to the local kingdom hall, could not have a copy of the watchtower or awake, & that the bible was not for blacks.
Dollie,
If it were me... and since you have taken the time to already mail the headquarters... and they have taken the time to reply...
I would photocopy both your letter - and the Society reply - and - after blotting out MY name & addy - send this info to the local cong that the headquarters have given you the address for.
Then sit back on your front porch, and see how long it takes for your neighbors to get a 'visit' from the local 'elders'.
Regards,
Jim TX
please dont take offence but ive just realised something maybe its been touched on before,.but when i was reading the thread on bil cosby i read the one off obviously secret.
now as i am a white person i assumed he was white until he stated he was black.
so when i thought about it, i imagine everyone on this site is white, does everyone who is black imagine everyone else is black, and anyone oriental imagine everyone else is oriental.
I'm sorta pinkish... not 'black' or 'white' or 'red' or 'yellow'... or 'green', for that matter.
I don't mean to hijack this thread, but I _do_ take offense to the authorities being sooooooo careful on forms to make the racial 'titles'... like Hispanic, or African-American... and then when it gets to the Caucasian folks... they put 'White'.
I ain't 'White'. Nope. No way... No how.
I will check 'Other', and then write in Caucasian.
Regards,
Jim TX
i just learned through contacts with my family that they are trying to file a suit against me for reverse shunning!!!
what is reverse shunning?
or "shunning them"?
Is it possible... that they are *actually* trying to sue for 'shunning' - but are trying to avoid calling it that, hence are calling it 'reverse-shunning'?
Regards,
Jim TX - who is still confused over this one...