Twenty one year old is back at the local community college and working as a lifeguard at the JCC.
And me? My corporation, at least the one that signs my paycheck, wants me to be certified in a bunch of things so they can charge higher rates. Some of the stuff makes sense, some doesn't. I suppose project management makes sense, but boy is it dry. I can do one two hour course and I'm done for the day. When you get to programming though, well, see my quiz.
Back in August, I got within a few kilometers of the Lego headquarters. There was a customer in a small port town near the German border having trouble, I ended going through Boston to get to Copenhagen, then Billund, then picked up and dropped off by a local employee. There was no time for a visit to Lego, but I did drink a fair amount of beer, and eat salmon and cod.
And I spend some time in the Lego shops at the airports, and even wandered through the two toy stores on the pedestrian mall in Aabenraa.
I don't want to fly through Boston again, the puddle jumper terminal and the international terminal are not connected, you have to leave security, get on a bus, go through security again and hope your flight hasn't left. On the way back, add customs and immigration. I made my last flight home with about ten minutes to spare.
As part of working for three masters, I had to move my cube, get a new phone number and a new network. I'm no longer in the super secure section, my area code is from California, and the new network appears to have fewer blocked sights. I haven't found one yet.
In the corporate craziness world, I was locked out of the corporate portal for almost three weeks, for unauthorized software. One bit of software was the remote access software the original corporate supplies, that we support and create. The other was Adobe Creative Cloud, which is invaluable for examining customer files.
I put that time to effective use though, learning all about the digital front end provided by the third corporation, the California based one. That's more learning I have on my plate.
We're still stuck in relative poverty, Mrs. Ha is still waiting for the right job.
Twenty year old turned us on the True Detective, Season One. Hey, it's got Woody Harrelson, it's got to be good. It is good, but she's irritating to watch it with, as she'll stop and rewind significant moments, just to make sure we get them.
On the way back from Denmark I watched Get Out, it was very good, and I don't like horror films. As soon as it shows up for free, I'll make the family watch it, to get them more woke.
Part of this certification stuff involves technical work, with the idea that I'll become certified in a programming language/technology. It's not really suitable for my position, and my cow-orker thinks we can easily get that requirement removed. I suppose I could take a stab at it while things remain calm. Of the things in the poll, what would be the most lucrative to learn?
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