I am here at the Mercury conveniently located at Page and Octavia – well conveniently located for me anyway – and who else is there, prey tell? (I spelled pray wrong purposefully). I arrive and there is one person here – a young good looking guy by the name of Joey I ordered, the eggs but the owner apologetic because his employee did not turn up and there might be a delay.
He: She is young – I realize that is no excuse.
Me: You are right it is no excuse. I was young once (believe that or not) and I was always responsible but I am driven so had job of considerable prestige and responsibility from the very beginning. Responsible: trustworthy, capable of being trusted, trusty, level-headed, rational, sane, reasonable, sensible, sound, stable, mature, adult; reliable, dependable, conscientious. ANTONYMS irresponsible, untrustworthy.
I was always sane (believe that or not), reliable, dependable and conscientious. Now I did dump three husbands but they all deserved it, each and every one. I was being level-headed towards myself when I pulled the plug on them. They were destructive towards me – each in their unique way. I shall tell the story of Husband No #1 in the Betrayal section of the blog which shall resume a rightful place of the blog.
Now to say that I had jobs of responsibility in my formative years is a bit of an exaggeration. To fund my undergraduate days at the University of Alberta I worked in a meat packing plant – first hanging wieners and then the next year in the sausage kitchen. But, because they were unionized meat packers they made a lot of money and that is what I needed to fund my education. Let us define responsibility (as it is a different concept) Responsibility has four separate meanings but as used is authority, control, power, leadership, management, influence; duty. My subsequent employment involved positions of influence, management and authority. I did not get them by being irresponsible or untrustworthy. Did it work for me? Yes it did – for complicated reasons unique to a defined benefit retirement system I am a millionaire. It is an early 19th century French word and this is what is said about the state: “A millionaire is an individual whose net worth or wealth is equal to or exceeds one million units of currency. It can also be a person who owns one million units of currency in a bank account or savings account. Depending on the currency, a certain level of prestige is associated with being a millionaire, which makes that amount of wealth a goal for some and almost unattainable for others.”
There you have it1 am retired and receive a cheque every month from MCERA. I have been retired for fifteen years and so at the moment I am more than a millionaire as my capital has not been reduced as it would under a 410 k plan. Moreover, my esteemed Internist says I am going to live forever. You do the math, under that scenario I am a multibillionaire. When you think of that it is not bad for a person born in Saskatchewan, Canada and had a father that abused her from the age of 6 to the age of 17. Now, realistically, I am not going to live forever but at least for twenty more years. (says the Internist with scientific evidence supporting the claim) Therefore I am a multimillionaire. Put that in your pipe and smoke it. Love that phrase, and will have to look it up. idiomatic, colloquial, derogatory) Used after stating something surprising or undesired, to emphasize its truth. Also used after refuting an argument. Sometimes an adjective is inserted before.
This is my favourite quotation using put that in your pipe and smoke it. 1903, Arthur Conan Doyle, “The Adventure of the Solitary Cyclist,” The Return of Sherlock Holmes
“Lie number one,” said the old man; “I never saw either of them until two months ago, and I have never been in Africa in my life, so you can put that in your pipe and smoke it, Mr. Busybody Holmes!”
But lets get back to the Mercury this morning. Both Joey and I order the great breakfast and soon we are joined by Mike. We all conspire to help out the Owner who is stranded there all by himself. Joey says he will be the manager, I will be the greeter, explain the situation and tell the customers to order the drip coffee and the scones because they take less work. Mike says we should put out a sign.
Mike: It should say: Best drip coffee and scones in San Francisco.
Me: Brilliant idea! Then we will double the price because if something is expensive people think it is better. The added benefit is that increases the profit margin.
I went off to write the blog after performing some greeting duties. Eventually the tardy employee arrived.
Me: OK guys, she is here. We are relieved of all duties.
Joey: Thank goodness for that!
Me: Joey, you did nothing, Neither of us required managing.
But the noise and the confusion interfered with my writing. Mike suggested I use noise cancelling earphones, a brilliant idea and would work in my apartment which is perfect except for the traffic noise. I went back to my apartment – meeting a new tenant Peter from Australia. Honest to goodness he meets the essential criteria of tenants here. Young, handsome male professionals. This is heaven.
But here is Mike’s story and it is on Instagram, along with a picture.
Instagram: Mike outside the Mercury He has a unique project. He is traveling on his pictured electric skateboard to San Francisco coffee shops rating them. What fun! What a great idea. If I had not gotten out of bed to write the blog I never would have met Mike.
I attached the picture but it is missing Mike’s head. Tried to remedy but not successful at this moment. Technologically challenged, thy name is Alexis McBride.
Photographs picture Mike with head and the eggs on top of biscuits that were served and consumed at the Mercury.
There is a lot going on at Instagram as I accidentally spotted and used a feature sharing the rings featured on the July 10, 2019 blog – the ring picture sent to a select few. So I got to tell them the funny story about my DeBeer ring with funny comments from friends.
Kathleen: New man?
Me: No old one. Read July 10 blog.
JeanPaulLanglois: Bling bling!
Me: I got bling down.