Schadenfreude

 Do you see this?  Do you know what it is?

You local folks might not recognize it, because it's been so long since we've seen it, but that there is blue sky.  No clouds.  No rain.  No gloominess.  Just clear blue beauty. 

On a similar note, I stepped on the scale this morning and didn't like what I saw.  I know part of the problem is most likely the pumpkin spice coffee creamer and the nog, but that's not the only problem.  Last year, I got up every weekend and went walking, either at the lake or the Lee Tartt Nature Preserve.  This year, I haven't gone a single time.  

Oh, sure, I walked the trails at the Mounds when I went up to Batesville, but that was just once.  I'm determined to get up and go in the morning, and go walking -- probably out at the lake because the trails at the nature preserve will be muddy from the recent rains.  

I'll let you know how that works out. 

In other news, we have a new brazer out at the plant.  She's not new new, because she was on second shift until they closed it down earlier this year, and I'll tell you the truth, I already didn't really like her.  

When she was on second shift, she worked at the brazing stand right next to mine.  If the day shift brazer left something on her stand that she didn't want to do, she'd just put it into a bin and put it over on my stand.  I'd come in sometimes and find two or three orders stacked up on my table -- and that's not including what I'd left on my stand. 

So, when they shut down second shift, they'd had her parts staging at first, but we now have three brazers out on FMLA.  Last week, they moved this girl over to brazing until the others come back.  She keeps saying they moved her there permanently, but I'm sure she must have misunderstood them. 

Anyway, I've taken to calling her Smarty Pants, because she's got the attitude.  Very arrogant.  Very smug.  Very much a know-it-all, and a bit bossy.   And I'm like, "Yeah, I've been doing this job longer than you've been living, but go ahead and tell me how I'm supposed to be doing it."  

Then came this morning.  First of all, Inspector Gadget brought back one of her scrap tickets that she hadn't signed, nor put the reason code on them, and he made her re-do it.  Not 15 minutes later, he was over in the finished work area, picking through our finished work -- because he doesn't trust us to do our jobs without him micromanaging -- and sent back a bunch of her headers.  

She had both brazing trainers standing over her, and I overheard one of them telling her she needs to put her brazer number where it can be seen.  I noticed last week she was trying to hide it on the back to make her leak rate look better.   

I was good.  I kept my mouth shut and minded my own business, but what I was feeling was schadenfreude. 

And she left with a lot less smugness than she came in with this morning.  

OK, moving right along...I finally cast on a new hat this afternoon.  

And I got my little bowl of Halloween candy ready, just in case. 

Not that I ever have any trick or treaters, but you never know...