Things Are Going Pretty Well (entirely self-centered post)
Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2007 12:14 pm
I finished planting a lot of new trees and shrubs at Wintegreen Manor. I put in two hollies, three crape myrtles, and four azaleas. After I dug out the old trees, I noticed that my sprinkler system was not working. Then, when I was digging the holes for the new stuff, I actually cut through one of the underground sprinkler pipes (and also saw some severed wires; they were obviously low-voltage wires, and the only low-voltage stuff at my house are the doorbells and the sprinklers, and since I don't have any doorbells in the yard, I brilliantly deduced, House-like,
that they must be the sprinkler wires).
The sprinkler guys came out to do the repairs, and found that I had torn through the system in three different places-- all three of the breaks in the wiring occurred not from digging to plant new stuff, but from pulling out the old trees (the roots snapped the wires when I pulled them out of the ground in the manly sort of way that I pull trees out of the ground with my manly bare hands) (well, I was wearing gloves, but they weren't good gloves, so I might as well have been doing it with my manly bare hands; I ripped a fingernail off doing that, which seems pretty manly as well).
But now the sprinklers are fixed (although I cannot use them, since the County absolutely bans any lawn watering because of the drought... a ban that went into effect last Wednesday, the day that the rain started, which is to say, five inches of rain ago). Now my trees, bushes and shrubs are all planted, and I even finished mulching, so I am pleased. But my finger hurts. Not that I pay attention to mere pain, being the manly sort of man that I am.
An employment bonus: I got a free flu shot. Capital One looks out for us old folks (they call us 'high risk') and we get free flu shots. So, after my 'redeployment' starts, I will be happily sitting at home watching Oprah, while the young folks who still have jobs at Capital One are hacking and wheezing and feeling miserable. Karma.
I also found out that I am not dying, which was good news for me, if not for Capital One. I had a mole on my knee that seemed to be changing shape and color. I was sure that it was cancer, and no doubt the type that cannot be cured, so I went to my doctor Friday. He says it is nothing, it is not even a mole, it's just some 'sebaceous' thing that everyone has (I just have the one), and that's what those sebaceous things do. Kind of like a zit, really.
While I was there he did some other tests, probably just for the hell of it, and the blood work all came back this morning: my cholesterol and other blood thingies are all perfect, my liver functions are all perfect, and my prostate is perfect (they do a test to check your prostate when you reach a certain age) (well, maybe they won't do that test for SOME of you when SOME of you reach a certain age, but they DO do that test for us manly men when we reach a certain age). Healthwise (based on the numbers they came up with), I am so perfect that I do not need to do some of these tests for another five years.
So, apart from the fact that I am soon to be unemployed, things are going pretty well for me.
Oh, and as for me being unemployed/kicked out of Capital One: I found out that I can get severance AND retire. It turns out that if you are eligible for retirement (as I will be, as of November 23, which is 12 days before I go onto 'redeployment'), then you can take your full severance benefits, and then, when they run out, you can 'retire' from Capital One with whatever retirement benefits are available. Right now, I think that the retirement benefits consist of getting access to my balance in the former pension plan (pocket change, not even enough for a single femdom session-- they terminated the plan three months after I started with Capital One in 1995), and, somewhat more valuable, you get to participate in the company's (very good) medical plan, which for me is particularly good, because if you are eligible to retire this year (as I am) then you get the full company subsidy for medical insurance forever (the subsidy drops 20% per year for people who become eligible after 2007, so that although people who become eligible to retire after 2011 will still be able to participate in the group medical plan, they will have to pay the full, outrageous, unsubsidized cost. What a deal. It almost makes it worthwhile to get laid off when you are 55.

The sprinkler guys came out to do the repairs, and found that I had torn through the system in three different places-- all three of the breaks in the wiring occurred not from digging to plant new stuff, but from pulling out the old trees (the roots snapped the wires when I pulled them out of the ground in the manly sort of way that I pull trees out of the ground with my manly bare hands) (well, I was wearing gloves, but they weren't good gloves, so I might as well have been doing it with my manly bare hands; I ripped a fingernail off doing that, which seems pretty manly as well).

But now the sprinklers are fixed (although I cannot use them, since the County absolutely bans any lawn watering because of the drought... a ban that went into effect last Wednesday, the day that the rain started, which is to say, five inches of rain ago). Now my trees, bushes and shrubs are all planted, and I even finished mulching, so I am pleased. But my finger hurts. Not that I pay attention to mere pain, being the manly sort of man that I am.
An employment bonus: I got a free flu shot. Capital One looks out for us old folks (they call us 'high risk') and we get free flu shots. So, after my 'redeployment' starts, I will be happily sitting at home watching Oprah, while the young folks who still have jobs at Capital One are hacking and wheezing and feeling miserable. Karma.

I also found out that I am not dying, which was good news for me, if not for Capital One. I had a mole on my knee that seemed to be changing shape and color. I was sure that it was cancer, and no doubt the type that cannot be cured, so I went to my doctor Friday. He says it is nothing, it is not even a mole, it's just some 'sebaceous' thing that everyone has (I just have the one), and that's what those sebaceous things do. Kind of like a zit, really.

While I was there he did some other tests, probably just for the hell of it, and the blood work all came back this morning: my cholesterol and other blood thingies are all perfect, my liver functions are all perfect, and my prostate is perfect (they do a test to check your prostate when you reach a certain age) (well, maybe they won't do that test for SOME of you when SOME of you reach a certain age, but they DO do that test for us manly men when we reach a certain age). Healthwise (based on the numbers they came up with), I am so perfect that I do not need to do some of these tests for another five years.
So, apart from the fact that I am soon to be unemployed, things are going pretty well for me.
Oh, and as for me being unemployed/kicked out of Capital One: I found out that I can get severance AND retire. It turns out that if you are eligible for retirement (as I will be, as of November 23, which is 12 days before I go onto 'redeployment'), then you can take your full severance benefits, and then, when they run out, you can 'retire' from Capital One with whatever retirement benefits are available. Right now, I think that the retirement benefits consist of getting access to my balance in the former pension plan (pocket change, not even enough for a single femdom session-- they terminated the plan three months after I started with Capital One in 1995), and, somewhat more valuable, you get to participate in the company's (very good) medical plan, which for me is particularly good, because if you are eligible to retire this year (as I am) then you get the full company subsidy for medical insurance forever (the subsidy drops 20% per year for people who become eligible after 2007, so that although people who become eligible to retire after 2011 will still be able to participate in the group medical plan, they will have to pay the full, outrageous, unsubsidized cost. What a deal. It almost makes it worthwhile to get laid off when you are 55.
