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The Little Black Book Pt III

09 Friday Feb 2024

Posted by webbywriter1 in Fiction, Jobs and the workplace, marriage, mystery, romance

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family, reviews, science-fiction, short-story, supernatural

Back at school on Monday, Robert went to the secretary’s desk to pick up his messages.

“Oh, Professor,” Gina looked up from her computer as he was pawing through the notes. She got up and leaned forward.

“Dean Kim would like a word,” she told him quietly.

His stomach did a little flip-flop. Generally, the Dean would just wander in the office, chat up the girls and meander over to his office to have a sit when he wanted to talk. Called to his office?

He gave the girl a curt nod and grabbed the pink notes and went over to his office, unlocked the door, dumped his things and beat a path to the Dean’s office.

He announced himself to the Dean’s secretary and she motioned him to sit. Dean Kim’s office was a very different affair from much of the rest of the college.

A deep red ceremonial robe was framed in a wood and glass case and hung on the wall. The huge, winged arms were out to the side and the bell-shaped skirt was embroidered with detailed stitching. It was ancient and looked very Chinese. The Dean was a little fuzzy about where he got the garment, stating it ‘had been in the family.’ Robert always wondered about that.

He had seen it many times but still found himself gazing at the gracefully herons in gold and white flying across its front. The secretary offered him coffee. He declined with pursed lips and a wave of his hand.

Don’t need to be any more jacked up than I already am, he mused bitterly.

The phone on the woman’s desk purred and she picked it up. A few soft words were spoken.

“He will see you now, Professor Shi.” She stood and waved him into the inner sanctum.

“Bob, Bob. How are you?” Dean Kim came around the desk and gave Bob a hearty shake. “Come in, come in. Please to sit. Coffee?”

The dean was the only person who called him that. Very American, very familiar. Robert winced everytime he heard it. He declined coffee for the second time, plastered a smile on his face and placed himself in a chair. Kim went back and sat behind his desk.

“How are things? Shin? The kids?” The Dean was cordial.

Jesus, cut to the chase, Robert growled in his mind.

“Fine, fine, Dean, many thanks. You needed to see me?” He smiled again. His face was starting to hurt.

“Ah, yes. Where is it?” The Dean appeared to fumble at his desk a moment, then, pulled open a file. “Yes, here it is. Hum.”

Robert’s fingers were starting to twitch. He stuck his hands under his legs.

“Right, right.” The Dean reviewed the file again. “These Australian teachers.”

“Australian?”

“Yes, yes. Jean and Sally. You remember them, don’t you?”

“Sure.”

“Well, it is a complaint letter and Jean talks about . . . her dog. Something about her dog. You threatened her dog? Maybe my understanding is not so good.”

Robert felt the blood pulsing at his temples. “May I read it, Sir?” he asked through clenched teeth.

“Certainly.” The Dean, a short, little man with impossibly black hair leaned the letter over the desk to Robert.

The professor took it with gentle fingers and skimmed it.

‘…… my dog Roscoe and threatened that he would kill the dog or ‘make him disappear’ if I didn’t get rid of him. Had to put him in an expensive kennel. . . ‘

He grimaced and handed the letter back to the Dean. To his relief, his hand was not shaking.

“. . . I was so surprised; couldn’t believe you would ever do any such thing. . . “

Robert’s mind wandered back to the conversation he had had with the teacher six months before.

“I have told you and told you, Jean, to get that dog off of the campus. It is strictly against the rules, and you know that!”

“But professor, he’s a big dog and it is really hard to find a home for such a large dog.”

“You do it or we will find a permanently solution to the problem and you’ll never see him again!” he thundered at her before slamming down the phone.

“Bob. I mean you would never do anything like that to an animal, would you? I just can’t see it, really.”

Robert’s attention came back into focus. He was back in the room again.

“No, sir. Not at all, misunderstanding. Dean, you’ve been to our home, Shin and I have a dog. Love that animal. Wouldn’t dream of hurting . . .  no, no. Can’t imagine how the woman got an idea like that.” Robert was shaking his head back and forth in a sorrowful manner. “Do you want me to respond to her, Sir?”

“No, no. I will do that.” The Dean sighed and studied his desk. “Just wanted to speak to you first. Get your side, that type of thing. The problem is she sent the letter to the owners of the school and now I have to talk to them about it. Anyway . . .” Dean Kim got up and straightened his tie. The professor towered over the dean and tried hard not to make that too obvious. 

“I’ll take care of it and thank you so much for coming in.”

Robert smiled again thinly, and they shook hands and bowed in usual Korean manner. He escaped from the office as quickly as possible.

Outside he hit the button to the golden elevator doors and was fuming. He got in.

“That bitch. That fucking bitch,” he snarled at his own reflection in the plate glass mirror. “See if I ever give her another job recommendation. She can rot in fucking hell!” He stormed out as soon as the doors were open. His face was dark with fury and students scattered from his path.

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The next day, close to lunch time, the professor was down in the teacher’s office picking up his mail. Jack was fluttering around chatting with teachers. Bob signaled to him with a finger.

“Lunch?” he asked as Jack came over.

“Oh, lunch.” Jack seemed to be uncertain. “Ah. . .” he stuttered.

“What? Can you do lunch or not?”

“Well, one of the teachers was having problems putting the mid-term together and I promised to meet downstairs in the student cafeteria to go over it.”

The professor stared at him a moment. “Right. No problem. I’ll just pick something up myself.”

Jack thought a second. “You want to join us?”

The professor looked down at him. “No, I hate that place. Their food is lousy.”

“Ah, sure, sure,” Jack stumbled a reply. “Just wanted to ask.”

“Yeah,” the professor turned back to his stack of mail and started to read it. “Talk to you later,” he turned to leave.

“Sure thing,” Jack replied with a nervous little laugh.

The professor stomped back up the stairs. Is he bullshitting me? He thought to himself. Maybe it’s one of the female teachers and he’s trying to get a date.

Good luck, he’ll need it. He chuckled and let himself into his office.

He went to get on the computer and check emails.

I think I’ll go down there at lunch to get something to go. See who he is really talking to. Maybe ‘ol Jack will want some dating advice. He laughed again to himself.

Robert scrolled through his messages and stopped. There was one from Cutie Pie.

What? He had told her to never email him. That was their rule. What the fuck?

‘Dear, Professor Shi. Just a note to tell you I cannot make it this next Thursday. Something has come up. Kiss, kamshamnida‘

He could feel his blood pressure rising again. Yanking the middle drawer open, he pulled out the burner phone and called Alice. There was no answer. He let it ring and ring. Nothing. He almost threw it across the room. Controlling himself, he placed it back in the drawer and closed it softly.

“Son of a bitch,” he said to the air, teeth grinding.

At noon time, he buttoned up his office again and stomped down the stairs to the student cafeteria. He ordered a to-go and waited impatiently. He kept looking around to see if he could see Jack, but there was nothing but a sea of student faces. He grabbed his tray and took it outside to get some air.

The noise and racket these students made. Unbelievable. He bolted his food and got up to leave. Just as he was about to walk out of the patio area, he saw Jack with a younger, newer teacher in tow. The teacher was a male.

Onward Christian soldiers, Robert thought with a little sneer and went to take a walk.

Somehow, after twenty minutes of walking, his path led him by the student bookstore.

I won’t go in, he thought, that wouldn’t be smart. Wouldn’t look good. Just walk by.

He was almost by the store when he noticed a couple in a little alcove out to the front of the store. They were smoking. The girl looked familiar, but her back was turned to him. She was laughing and talking to another young student, a boy.  Bob slowed down his pace. He couldn’t quite tell.

Then the girl turned her head to blow out some smoke.

Shit! It was Alice. Talking and carrying on with some asshole. Damn it to hell! He had an almost uncontrollable impulse to go over and interrupt them. He had to physically stop himself and breath in and out several times.

Finally, he didn’t want her to see him, he turned and went back the other way.

“That fucking bitch,” he mumbled to himself over and over again. “That fucking bitch!” He was so furious he kept walking just to get himself to calm down. Only when he felt like he was in control did he return to the office.

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Continued Part IV

The Little Black Book – Part II

09 Friday Feb 2024

Posted by webbywriter1 in Fiction, Jobs and the workplace, marriage, mystery, romance

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fish, fishing, outdoors, short-story, writing

It was Monday and the professor was having lunch with some of the guys at the Korean restaurant close to school. They could walk there and get back for class, no problem.

“I’m telling you it was.”

“Ah, Professor, those glasses need to be checked?” Jack grinned and took a pull on his beer.

“This big,” the professor pulled his very long arms out to demonstrate.

“Bullshit,” the Irishman said. “Those fish don’t even get up in these waters. I think they’re in Australia.” He stabbed some kimchi with his chop sticks.

“The only bullshit around here is that phony Irish accent of yours,” big Al from Chicago replied.

“It ain’t phony,” the Irishman answered. “It’s the real thing. Ask any of the gorls.”

“Speaking of which,” Al speared some noodles, “what happened to your fat girlfriend?”

“Got rid of fat number one and got fat number two,” Irish replied. “Fat girls are always very . . ..”

“Eager?”

“Ready?”

“Willing?”

“Grateful,” Irish said, “and,” he rolled his eyes, “appreciative.” The men all laughed.

“How’s that going with you?” Jack asked the professor with his eyebrows raised.

“I told you not to bring that up,” his boss replied in a low growl.

“Oh, sorry.” Jack flushed pink and took a big swig of beer.

“Anyway,” the professor continued with his fish story, “going out next weekend, anybody wants to go.”

The others shifted uncomfortably and glanced at each other.

“Don’t know, boss, lesson plans, you know.”

“Birthday party.”

“Korean lessons.”

“Whatever.” Robert finished his coke. He didn’t usually drink liquor at lunch. Made him sleepy and off the mark when he got back to the office.

“Time.” The professor tapped on the face of his watch with a finger.

The teachers all hurriedly called to the waitress and settled their bills. They trouped after the boss back to campus.

“Jack, get me those names for the mid-term evaluations. It’s next week.”

“Right, Professor. I’ll get those right over.” Jack turned to go.

The professor grabbed him by the arm.

“And don’t bring up her name again,” he looked tight-lipped at Jack.

“Sure, Professor. My mistake.” A little bead of sweat was on Jack’s upper lip.

Robert let go of his arm and nodded. He turned and went back into the admin building and up the stairs.

I got to use the bathroom, Jack thought to himself.

Upstairs, the Professor stopped at the secretary’s desk and picked up messages. For a Monday it was quiet.

He returned to his office, shut the door and locked it. Sitting at his desk, he opened the middle drawer and pulled out a small phone. He could see there were messages he hadn’t read yet.

He read the messages and smiled. Dialing out, a woman answered on the second ring.

“Hi, it’s me.” The professor lowered his voice.

********

“Yeah, missed you too. You know, stupid birthday parties, work reports. Usual.”

**********

“Yeah, this week. Maybe Thursday. I’ll have the car. No, I’ll drive by the gym. Usual place.”

*********

“I don’t care about your damn hair. Just be ready.”

*********

“No, I do love you. Do not come over here. We talked about that.”

*********

“Maybe I’ll stop by the bookstore just to say hi.”

*********

“If I don’t, will see you on Thursday. Okay, ‘till then.”

*********

He disconnected and then stared at the phone a minute. A smile played on his lips as he thought about her. There really was nothing like a girl in her twenties.

Carefully, he put the phone away and closed the drawer. Getting up he went and unlocked the door. Leaning out, he checked to see if there was anyone in the hall. Just some students. He let out a little breath. Just making the phone calls was half the excitement.

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Back home that evening the Professor told his wife about the staff meeting on Thursday.

“Yeah, these idiots need a lot of training,” he told her.

Shin looked at her husband uncertainly.

“Robert, Thursday is after-school night. Did you forget?”

He looked at her blankly.

“Well, shit. Why do they have to do it on some weird night like Thursday? Don’t they know people are busy. Why not do it on a Monday so it’s easier to remember. God.”

She flinched. “I told you last week about it.”

“Must have slipped my mind. Sorry, darling. I’ll see what I can do. I sent out the memo already. Maybe we can change it.”

She looked down at her paperwork and took a breath.

“Of course, do what you can. They would like you to be there.”

The professor cursed under his breath.

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Robert told his wife he needed a walk and would take the dog. He got the leash and the fluffy white thing they called a canine and went down the stairs.

It was cold and windy outside, and he huddled inside his jacket. He walked as far as the little park down the street from the apartment. His cell was in his pocket. Alice’s number was not on the phone directory, but he knew it by heart.

“.  . . need you to get away on Wednesday instead.”

******

“Since when did you have a class on Wednesday? You didn’t tell me about that. Well, how about Friday?”

******

“What the fuck study group?” his voice was starting to rise.

********

“Yes, I know mid-terms are coming. You’re telling me that? Like I don’t know. This is bullshit, Alice. I’m not sure you have your priorities straight.”

*******

“No, don’t apologize. Just figure out who’s important in your life is all.”

********

“No, we’re done. Later.” He hung up the phone with a click. He yanked the dog’s leash and dragged him back to the apartment building.

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That Sunday, Shin was at church with the girls and Robert was down at the marina again. He had gotten that new hook and stopped at the bait shop.

“Yoboseyo, Chin Shi.” He called out.

“Haseyo, Professor Shi,” the bait man replied. “Big fish today?”

Bob nodded. “Need lots of chum today.”

He was over at the refrigerator and pulled out two beers, water and a wrapped Asian roll. He had been in such a hurry to leave home; he had forgotten to stock up.

“Sure, sure.” The bait man, a fat, fifty-something guy with worn and dirty pants and shirt, hurried to fill the bucket.

Bob put down his money.

“Little cold today,” the bait man offered.

Bob yanked his thumb under the lapel of his heavy jacket.

“I’m good.”

“You get that fish today, Professor Shi?”

“Today,” Robert nodded. “Today.” He turned and clumped down to the wharf and threw everything into the skiff and jumped in after.

Sitting in the skiff, he started the engine and undid the rope coil to the dock.

“Today is the day for that little bastard.” He clenched his jaw.

Two hours later, the sun was up in the sky and the warmth was making him sleepy. His line was in the water, and he had caught one small fish. In disgust, he threw it back.

He had eaten the Asian roll and finished off both beers. Hat was tilted over his eyes; Robert was almost dozing off, leaning against the side of the boat as it gently rocked with the current.

There was a soft splash and then some saltwater hit him in the face. He jerked up.

“Hey, asshole.”

Robert yanked up straight and looked wildly around. Was someone trying to get on his boat? Where were they?

“Dickhead, you. Down here.”

He blinked his eyes and then, slowly, leaned over the edge of the boat.

“Jesus!” the man exclaimed.

The grouper was next to his boat, treading water. Robert grabbed his rod.

“Oh, forget that you idiot.”

The rod and reel dropped with a clang to the bottom of the boat. The professor’s eyes got big, and his mouth hung open.

Did that fish just talk to me? He rubbed his eyes with both hands and stared.

“Yes, I did.” The fish seemed to be answering him. “You’re just a real regular idiot, aren’t you? Isn’t that what your father used to call you? Idiot on stork legs?”

Robert’s mouth worked but nothing came out.

“Cat got your tongue, idiot?”

“How-how-how did you. . .?”

“I know a lot of things. A lot of things in general and really a lot of things about you in particular. Like, you’re a real regular asshole. Your wife hates you, your kids are terrified of you, your girlfriend . . . “

“What!” Robert’s head was spinning. A talking fish.

“Yeah. Talking fish. Pretty cool huh? Bet they don’t have that in the States, huh?”

The man sat down hard on the bench.

“What-what-what. . .?”

“What do I want? Well, hum.” The fish swam around a couple of times. “Let me think about that. Maybe I’m feeling generous, and I came to give you a heads up.”

“Heads up?”

“Yeah. Heads up on account of you’re a jerk, buddy. Big time.”

Robert stared at the fish, speechless.

Another squirt of water hit him in the face.

“Hey, wake up. I don’t got all day.”

“So . …?”

“People don’t like you, Professor. Do they? Cause you’re a mean jerk.”

Robert seemed to come to himself.

“No, no. Ah, ah. . .  I run a tight ship is all. A lot of people don’t like that. They have no discipline, no ethics, no moral code. They are used to getting something for nothing and doing nothing for it. I make people earn their money!” The man was starting to get indignant.

“Ah, bullshit. You’re a crap boss and you have all the employees tattling on each other and ratting each other out. All the time, Professor. All the time!”

“How would you know? You’re just a fish. I have built the department up from the ground floor. It was nothing when I got here. I have made something of the place. And the school has never been doing better.”

“You’re fooling yourself, asshole. They tolerate you because you get results. Regardless of the cost.”

“Of course, I get results. I am known for that.” Roberts’s chin went up.

“You’re known for being the biggest asshole around.”

“So, what?” He replied. “We’re getting our funding, and the students are making the grades.”

“And your employees are drinking themselves to death. Did you ever think about that, Professor? Hum? That little, tiny thought ever cross your pea brain?”

“What they drink or don’t drink is not my problem.” Robert was pulling in his line.

“Yeah, well, that’s one way of looking at it.”

“They are adults, they make their own choices,” Robert replied primly.

“I’m getting tired of talking to you, idiot,” the fish replied.

“I don’t know what you expect,” Robert told him.

There was a splash. “As long as you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting.” The voice trailed away and with another slap of the tail against the water, the fish disappeared.

Robert stared at where the fish had been.

Am I losing my mind? He thought to himself. About to cast the line again, he decided against it and stowed his gear. Restarting the engine, he headed for shore. Looking back over his shoulder, he could see no sign of the fish.

I am not telling anyone about this, he promised himself, shaking his head. No one.

Continued Part III

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Little Black Book – Pt I

08 Thursday Feb 2024

Posted by webbywriter1 in Fiction, Jobs and the workplace, marriage, mystery, romance, South Korea

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   Courtney Webb

There was a timid knock on the dark glass paneled door.

“Enter.”

The door opened slowly, and a young woman stuck her head around the corner.

Her boss, seated at his desk at the far end of his office, waved her in.

“Come in, Tracy.”

The young lady, about thirty years old, in a conservative navy-blue dress got herself around the door and entered. The room was a long, box-car affair with huge windows at the far end.  Korean farmland could be seen from these second story windows.

There was one round table, with chairs close to the door. All along both walls were stacks and stacks of brown paper envelopes tied with rubber bands and string. They were placed on top of each other in rows and were falling over on top of each other. A large bookshelf with textbooks was to one side.

She advanced slowly to the desk and stood. 

“You asked me to come see you, Professor?”

“Sit down please.”

She finally sat on a hard-industrial chair in front of his desk. She tried to keep emotion off her plain, ordinary face. She needed this job.

He looked at his computer screen.

“I see you have been having some problems with the language lab.”

“Problems?”

“Yes, one of your co-workers reported the problems to me.” The professor had cold blue eyes that seem magnified by thick glasses. They glinted at her.

“Co-worker?”

“Yes, don’t ask me who it is because I can’t tell you. One of your students, Young Jin Chin, apparently came to the lab and was completely confused about the directions you had given him.”

“Confused?”

“Yes, he got the assignment completely mixed up. Your coworker was required to spend a lot of time getting this student straightened out. He is your student, right?”

“Well, yes, but . . ..”

“This is unacceptable. You are going to have to make more effort to be understood by your students. You realize that they are not native-speakers, right?” A thin to lean man, he had a wide mouth, full of teeth. There was not a hint of a smile.

“Well, of course I do, Professor. I don’t really know how he  . ..”

“Well, there’s that.” He waved a large, boney hand dismissively. “I have also been having reports about your overusing the copier. We have limited quantities of paper and ink. This isn’t America, Tracy, we have budget constraints here. You will have to keep those in mind to make it at this school.”

“Well, yes sir. I will certainly keep those in mind. I  …”

“Fine. I hope I make myself clear and we understand each other. You can go now.”

“I . . .” Tracy closed her mouth, stood up, smoothed down her skirt. “Thank you, Professor.” Her face was red.

She turned and walked stiffly out of the office.  She quietly closed the door, her shadow could be seen for a moment behind the large, stenciled letters: Prof. Robert Towne, Department Head – English Language.

The professor turned back to his computer. He made some entries. ‘Advisement of new teacher Tracy on language lab and over consumption of paper.’ He hit the enter button and closed the app labelled “Black Book.”

There was another knock on the door.

“Enter.”

Another teacher showed up in the Professor’s office. Jack, an older teacher, Australian, a very Hail-fellow-well-met kind of guy.

“Prof, lunch? That new restaurant has some killer brews.”

“You buying?”

Jack winced. Those student loans are killing me, he thought. He swallowed.

“Sure, no problem. Just don’t drink too much!” He gave a hollow laugh.

“Okay, meet you downstairs in about ten. Your car, right?”

“Yup, my car.”

“Good, you know I still ride that bus every day. Got to save every penny.”

Jack made a little salute. “I’ll be out there.” He turned and left.

The professor closed down his computer. He pulled out a ring of keys and turned the locks on his drawers and then pulled at each one; double checking they were locked.

Satisfied, he got up and grabbed his jacket. A tall man, over 6’3”, he was easily one of the tallest people around campus. He got to his office door, locked the knob and pulled the door closed. He pulled on the handle to be sure it was locked. Looking up and down the hall first; he then stepped into the next office.

“Gina, lunch.” He waved at one of the secretaries and she nodded at him.

With that, he walked around the corner and took the stairs double-time down to the parking lot. He waved at Jack and folded himself in the little car. They were off.

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It was a Saturday afternoon in the Asian fall, one of those breezy, slightly wind-swept days that make a person want to run outside and kick leaves.

High up in the deluxe three-bedroom, two bath apartment Shin was speaking to her husband.

“But, Robert, they asked specifically for you. They really would like you to come to the party.”

“Oh, I know it Shin, but look at this paperwork.”

Robert, the professor, picked up a stack of papers and dramatically let them fall through his fingers. A look of resignation on his face.

“But … “

“I just have to get this done, Hun. I’m sorry.”

Her arms akimbo, Shin shook her head. With an audible sigh she said, “I’ll just have to tell them you’re busy.”

She turned and went to gather up their two daughters, Min and Julie. The girls were hovering in the background, sweaters on and gifts tucked under arms. Silently they watched the conversation. They knew better than to say anything.

Disappointment on their faces, they followed their mother out. The door closed quietly behind Shin.

The professor could hear the elevator doing down. He fiddled at his computer a few more minutes then went and stood at the big glass window that faced out.

He could see puffy clouds chasing each other across the sky. Rain? He thought to himself.

He could see Shin downstairs hustling the girls into the hatch-back and checking that their seatbelts were on. Then, getting into the car, starting it up and carefully pulling out of the space and driving out of the driveway.

“Always such a safe driver,” he commented to the air.

Going back to the computer he entered a few keys and popped up a screen that said ‘Tracker.’ He turned it on, and a little red dot appeared. The dot moved and followed his wife’s progress down the street to the main road.

The professor had placed the GPS tracking device under the carriage of her car some months before. Handy, these things. Amazing what you can get on the Internet these days, he thought to himself.

With a satisfied smile, he watched until he knew she was well on her way. He restacked his papers, printed out a report that he had completed at the office the previous day and placed it on top of the stack.

Just in case she comes snooping around. He gave the stack a little pat and did a big stretch. Tall but very lean, he was like a big cat surveying his domain. He closed out the computer and put it on ‘shut down’ just in case curious fingers decided to go walking while he was away. Then, checking the closet, he got out a heavy rain jacket, a hat and some waders.

In the fridge he pulled out two beers, a bottle of water and put them in a small igloo container. Checking the apartment one last time, he decided to leave a note.

“Hun, got my report done and went to the gym. See you back at dinner time. Love, Robert.”

He took the stairs down to his car for exercise. In the parking garage, he opened the trunk to check all his fishing gear was there. It was neatly placed in the carry bag to include rod, reels, the tackle box with flies and a cushion. He was ready to go.

The professor got on the highway and went the opposite direction of his wife, to the marina. Their apartment complex was conveniently located halfway to the university where he worked, and the marina, where he kept his skiff.

Busan, South Korea, was known for its fishing and the professor had grown to love this location just for that. They had had a little argument when he wanted to buy the boat. Something about college funds.

“Shin, the girls are four and six. There will be plenty of time for that. Let’s enjoy today. They’ll love getting out on the water.”

And they had, the two times their father had taken them.

Hey! Foot-loose and fancy free, Robert thought to himself. No wife, no kids. The boat all to himself. This is the life!

At the dock, he stopped at his regular bait shop and got some fresh bait and some bim-bim-bap Asian rolls for lunch. He gave the owner 5,000 Won.

“No wife today, Bob Shi?” the owner asked with a wink.

“No, aniyo.” The Professor looked sad.

“Too bad, Bob Shi.” They both laughed like boys out of school.

Still chuckling, the Professor made his way down the creaky wooden ramp to his little skiff.

 It wasn’t much. But, still, way more than I would ever be able to afford in the States, he nodded to himself. Thinking about the prices in San Diego, he shook his head. His brother Bill kept him apprised of the cost of housing and everything else that was going up.

“Think I’ll be staying a little longer, Bro,” the professor had told him.

“Can’t blame you man, if I had the least amount of interest in teaching, I might do what you’re doing,” Bill replied.

“Well, different strokes buddy. Say hello to Mom for me.”

“Say hello yourself, asshole, why don’t you give her a call?”

“I will. Been busy, you now, all these employees, the wife, kids. . ..”

“Right guy, that and more, huh?” Bill chuckled.

“No idea what you’re talking about,” his brother answered with an indignant tone.

“Okay, okay, tiger. Keep your hair on,” Bill was quick to appease his older brother. “What she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her, huh? Call Mom, right?”

“Sure, talk to you later.” Robert hung up the phone.

They rang off. Robert did call his mother. On her birthday, three months later.

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The professor was out on the water and the rain clouds, threatening earlier, had blown away. It was a little cool, but he liked that and anyway, he had his jacket.

He had finished off the bim-bim-bap and one beer and was starting on the second beer. He was hoping for a couple of carp or small sea bass. If he caught one, he would just tell Shin he had stopped at the store to get them for dinner. She’d never know.

The sun was starting to get a little lower in the sky and he was almost nodding off, leading back against one of the braces. He saw a flicker off the corner of the boat, a tail, something blue.

He came awake and sat up and readjusted his glasses. Was it just a reflection of something? No, definitely, there it was again, going the other direction. From the size of the tail fin it looked big. Shark? In this far? He didn’t think so.

Still, he pulled in his line and rebaited the hook with the last bit of chum out of his tackle box. He cast it out in the water. He stood up to get the line out as far as possible. Then he sat and waited. Starting to feel some excitement, he had never caught any really big fish.

Wow! There it was again, a flick of the tail and a little closer. He pulled the line taunt. There was a tiny tug. Whoa! He gripped the line tighter, yes, that was a definite pull. He pulled the line tighter and tried to pull it toward the boat. This fish was fighting. Jesus! It was a big one.

Back and forth they went for several minutes. The professor, a strong man, was starting to get sweaty and tired. Wait till I tell the guys back at school. They won’t believe it!

Suddenly, the line went completely slack. He waited and waited. The clock ticked by, twilight was just starting to settle. Finally, with a note of disgust, he pulled the line back into the boat. He looked at the hook. The chum was gone, and his nice hook was bent.

“Shit!” His favorite hook. He undid the tie and threw the damaged hook in the water. He started the outboard and was turning it around when there was a ‘splash’ sound off to the side. He turned and saw what looked to be a grouper come up to the top of the water, catch a fly and go down again.

He rubbed his eyes. One more time the fish came up to the surface, grabbed another insect.

“Ha, ha!” The fish was gone again.

Robert stared after the fish. Did he just hear laughing? He grabbed the bottle of beer and shook it. Empty. The other one too. He touched his forehead lightly.

“I’ll be damned.” He gunned the motor and headed for shore. “Son of a bitch.” He was planning the next time he would come back. He’d have a much bigger hook and larger bait. He was going to get that bastard.

Continued – Part II

Ditching Instagram

09 Saturday Dec 2023

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So, my good friend sent me an Instagram to show me her new painting process. Which was great, except that I had not been on Instagram for some time and could never get the entire video to run. However, in the meantime, another Instagram video popped up where the guy was giving great instructions on how to ace the Internet and make money. I had to watch this same video over and over again trying to figure out how to get it off my dashboard. (I really had seen enough of this guy.) So, Saturday am, having not much else to do, I made it my job to finally get rid of this thing. Three YouTube videos later and two Google hacks, I learned I had to re-activate my Instagram account, re-install a password, change the password and then finally delete the entire system. Then two more hacks and I was able to finally (!!!) clear both videos off my dash. Whew!

This came close on the heels of trying to reopen 4 assignments for a student in one of my classes. After attempting to do it myself (three times) and failing (more piteous emails from the student), I had to contact the Tech Dept., give them detailed accounts about what had gone on and then (At last!!!) get the magic words (reopen the entire Module) and follow detailed instructions to get the job done. The whole process with emails back and forth lasted nearly one week.

That on the heels of having to learning yet another (Really Important!) app, that someone at the school felt we had to know!!!! Then, again, needing to contact another tech guy, set an appointment and painfully go through the steps, item by item, to get the app up and running. Now computers are supposed to make our lives easier right? I am starting to doubt that. In fact, I am pretty sure that the ‘improvements’ are sucking up enormous amounts of work time, for me and everyone else. Lets see what the people in Amsterdam have to say.

We are wasting up to 20% of our time on computer problems, says study June 29, 2023

by University of Copenhagen

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Even though our computers are now better than 15 years ago, they still malfunction 11%–20% of the time, a new study from the University of Copenhagen and Roskilde University concludes. The researchers behind the study therefore find that there are major gains to be achieved for society by rethinking the systems and involving users more in their development.

An endlessly rotating beach ball, a program that crashes without saving data or systems that require illogical procedures or simply do not work: Unfortunately, struggling with computers is still a familiar situation for most of us. Tearing your hair out over computers that do not work remains very common among users, according to new Danish research.

In fact, so much that on average, we waste 11%–20% of our time in front of our computers on systems that do not work or that are so difficult to understand that we cannot perform the task we want to. And this is far from being good enough, says Professor Kasper Hornbæk, one of the researchers behind the study.

“It’s incredible that the figure is so high. However, most people experience frustration when using computers and can tell a horror story about an important PowerPoint presentation that was not saved or a system that crashed at a critical moment. Everyone knows that it is difficult to create IT systems that match people’s needs, but the figure should be much lower, and one thing that it shows is that ordinary people aren’t involved enough when the systems are developed,” he says.

Professor Morten Hertzum, the other researcher behind the study, emphasizes that most frustrations are experienced in connection with the performance of completely ordinary tasks.

“The frustrations are not due to people using their computers for something highly advanced, but because they experience problems in their performance of everyday tasks. This makes it easier to involve users in identifying problems. But it also means that problems that are not identified and solved will probably frustrate a large number of users,” says Morten Hertzum.

The problems are only too recognizable

To examine this issue, the researchers have been assisted by 234 participants who spend between six and eight hours in front of a computer in their day-to-day work.

During one hour, the researchers told them to report the situations in which the computer would not work properly, or where the participants were frustrated about not being able to perform the task they wanted.

The problems most often experienced by the participants included: “the system was slow,” “the system froze temporarily,” “the system crashed,” “it is difficult to find things.” The participants had backgrounds such as student, accountant, consultant, but several of them actually worked in the IT industry.

“A number of the participants in the survey were IT professionals, while most of the other participants were highly competent IT and computer users. Nevertheless, they encountered these problems, and it turns out that this involves some fundamental functions,” says Kasper Hornbæk.

The participants in the survey also responded that 84% of the episodes had occurred before and that 87% of the episodes could happen again. And, according to Kasper Hornbæk, we are having the same fundamental problems today that we had 15–20 years ago.

“The two biggest categories of problems are still about insufficient performance and lack of user-friendliness,” he says.

Morten Hertzum adds, “Our technology can do more today, and it has also become better, but at the same time, we expect more from it. Even though downloads are faster now, they are often still experienced as frustratingly slow. “

88% use a computer at work

According to Statistics Denmark, 88% of Danes used computers, laptops, smartphones, tablets or other mobile devices at work in 2018. In this context, the new study indicates that a half to a whole day of a normal working week may be wasted on computer problems.

“There is a lot of productivity lost in workplaces throughout Denmark because people are unable to perform their ordinary work because the computer is not running as it should. It also causes a lot of frustrations for the individual user,” says Kasper Hornbæk.

This means that there are major benefits to be gained for society if we experienced fewer problems in front of our computers. According to Kasper Hornbæk, the gains can, for example, be achieved if more resources are invested in rethinking how faults are presented to us on the computer.

“Part of the solution may be to shield us from knowing that the computer is working to solve a problem. In reality, there is no reason why we need to look at an incomprehensible box with commands or a frozen computer. The computer could easily solve the problems without displaying this, while it provided a back-up version of the system for us, so that we could continue to work with our tasks undisturbed,” says Kasper Hornbæk.

At the same time, IT developers should involve the users even more when designing the systems to make them as easy to use—and understand—as possible, because according to the researcher, there are no poor IT users, only poor systems.

“When we’re all surrounded by IT systems that we’re cursing, it’s very healthy to ascertain that it’s probably not the users that are the problem, but those who make the systems. The study clearly shows that there is still much room for improvement, and we therefore hope that it can create more focus on making more user-friendly systems in the future,” concludes Kasper Hornbæk.

More information: Morten Hertzum et al, Frustration: Still a Common User Experience, ACM Transactions on Computer-Human Interaction (2023). DOI: 10.1145/3582432

Provided by University of Copenhagen 

Arizona needs to wake up and smell the Petrol.

02 Monday Oct 2023

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Let me say, at this writing, gasoline is up to $4.25 a gallon and I know, yes I know, many of you are in places where the prices are two and three dollars above that.

That said, Tucson and most of Arizona is very car dependent due to the fact that everything is so spread out. It is pretty impossible to exist here, in any comfort, without a car. Recently, my car has been in the shop three times for a repeated number of repairs. At $1200 for repairs and over $200 in Lyft/Uber rides, we’ll see if three times is the charm.

The bus system: the bus system here runs every 30 minutes on weekdays (when they aren’t late) and every hour on weekends. Most services stop around 7ish, so if you have some evening event to attend, you are out of luck. The system has good apps for your phone. However, if you don’t have a phone, if your phone is out of charge, if you don’t know/can’t find the app, you are out of luck. The bus stops all have metal signs with the route number. There are no bus schedules with the times, no maps with the routes, their starting/stopping points and no information about when they stop running. Inside of the bus, a digital screen displays a stop when a customer pulls the stop cord. Again, there are no bus schedules, no times, no maps, no starting/stopping points, etc. As a result of this, bus drivers are continuely beleagered by passengers asking a thousand questions. This is stressful to them because 1) they have to answer the same questions over and over and b) they are on a tight schedule and are not supposed to be late to their next stop.

Lyft/Uber: since I have taken so many rides this month, I have spent time tracking the costs. During the day, approximately before 4-5 pm, the cost, per mile, can be as low at $1.78 per mile. As the day progresses, the cost can then jump to $3.00+ per mile. The evenings are the real killers; rides to entertainment events in the evenings for the basic same distance can be a whopping $30 each way! Boy, am I in the wrong business!

A lot of this, of course, is pushed by the rising and fluctuating prices of gas. If the city had decent and dependable public transportation, then all of us would not have to be stuck in the giant maw which is the automotive/petrol complex. Like flys stuck in a sticky webb, we can never break free. Again, time to wake up and smell the petrol!!!!!!

10 Cities and their Public Transport Systems

01 Sunday Oct 2023

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MAR 22, 2021

10 Cities With The Best Public Transportation and What Transit Planners Can Learn From Them

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Living in Arizonia, a place with extremely poor public transportation, we could learn a lot from these model cities.

10. Portland, Oregon

Because Portland, Oregon, residents care a lot about the environment, it’s no surprise that they have a pretty great city transportation infrastructure. They have a bus and rail system (known as TriMet), and residents and visitors alike can easily get around the city for cheap fare.

There is a light rail line that runs to the airport, and both buses and trains run around every 15 minutes each day. The city also has a Hop Fastpass app which makes it easy to manage fares and pay for rides from a smartphone. All transit stations in Portland are ADA accessible, another big plus.

9. Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Commuters in Pittsburgh can take advantage of both bus rides and an underground light rail, which is known as the T. A one-way ride on a bus or train is $2.50 if riders have a ConnectCard, or if they pay cash it’s $2.75.

All of Pittsburgh’s buses and light rail vehicles are accessible with ramps or lifts. There are 53 T stations, and the T runs from 5 a.m. until midnight each day. When waiting for the bus, users can get alerts via text with TrueTime-to-Text to find out when a bus is coming‌.

8. Denver, Colorad‌o

Denver has a great system set up for public transit, with 68.4% of residents approving of the infrastructure. All stations are ADA accessible, and the city has both bus and rail options for riders, with over 125 bus routes. These systems connect easily to the airport and sports stadiums.

Rail rides can range from $2.60 to $9.00 depending on the length of the ride, and day passes cost $5.20 for bus or rail for local service. This system is fairly straightforward and helps people get across the vast city each day with minimal effort.

7. Madison, Wisconsi‌n

The smaller city of Madison, Wisconsin, is home to the University of Wisconsin and is a great place for families to settle down. Their Metro transportation system is an example of a bus-only transportation strategy that functions well for residents, visitors, and university students.

The city’s transportation team is redesigning the bus system, which supports about 12.9 million riders. The government is asking for community feedback to help improve the system as the city comes out of the pandemic. This kind of collaboration through community support and feedback is a great way to ensure that riders’ needs are being met.‌

6. Chicago, Illinois

Chicago is the nation’s third-largest city and has one of the best transit structures out there — the CTA. This system includes many different bus routes and train lines that connect all over the city, and 90.7% of residents approve of the transportation system. Chicago also has a robust Metra system of railways to connect to the many different suburbs so commuters can get into town without having to sit in heavy car traffic.

Ridership was down in 2020 because of the pandemic, but these systems normally support nearly 500 million people each year. The train system, known as the El because it is mostly on elevated tracks, has eight different routes designated by color with 145 train stations, many of which are ADA accessible. Getting around the windy city — including from both big airports, to downtown, and to the suburbs — is a breeze with the CTA. One-way trips cost $2.50 for the train and $2.25 for the bus.

5. Washington, D.C.

The nation’s capital has a successful transit system that makes it easy to get around the main city center as well as commute from the suburbs and nearby regions. The city’s subway system is called the Metro, and there are also connecting MARC trains for Maryland riders and the VRE for those coming in from Virginia.

The subway usually takes on nearly 200 million trips each year; it is the second-largest system in the U.S. based on ridership. The bus system also takes on around 130 million trips every year. There are 91 Metro stations, so people can hop on from many different neighborhoods throughout the area.

4. New York, New York‌

Of course, we can’t talk about public transportation in America without mentioning New York City’s Metro, the nation’s largest system. On an average weekday, the subway supports 5.5 million riders with almost 1.7 billion riders each year. There are 472 subway stations with Times Square being the busiest.

The city also has a successful bus system with 2.2 million riders on average per weekday. Over 77% of residents approve of the system, and over half of residents take public transit to commute, a higher percentage than any other U.S. city. New York also has a ferry system for commuters on top of its commuter trains, subways, and buses.

Supporting the largest city in the country, the Metro is a great example of how to coordinate so many moving parts for a successful transportation system.

3. San Francisco, California

Travelers to San Francisco love the city’s historic cable cars, but the city also has a bus system, a light rail system known as the BART, and the Muni, which is a municipal railway. The city uses a lot of electric power for its public transportation, making it more energy-efficient and economical than other cities.

There are about 220 million riders each day in San Francisco. Because traffic can be very congested, taking transit helps cut down the average commute time.

2. Boston, Massachusetts

The Boston metro system includes a subway (known as the T), an extensive bus system, and a trolley car service. Over 30% of Boston residents use public transit to get to work. The T connects to the airport, Harvard, and other key locations throughout the area.

Boston has the fifth-largest mass transit system in the U.S. and serves over 4 million people across the region. Another plus of Boston’s system is that 20% of the electricity is bought from certified renewable energy sources.

1. Seattle, Washington

Seattle can be a role model for many cities on successful transportation infrastructure. Even though Seattle isn’t the largest city by any means, its transportation system is robust and features rail, buses, streetcars, and water taxis.

A study from WalletHub found that Seattle’s ridership numbers continue to grow as the city expands its service. The company ranked Seattle number one when comparing transit systems across 100 cities in the U.S. based on accessibility, convenience, safety, reliability, and available resources. All of the city’s transit stations are ADA accessible‌.

Because Seattle is now the sixth most congested U.S. city, transit helps residents significantly decrease average commute times and provides a fast and easy way for visitors to get around.

What Transit Planners Can Learn

These 10 cities can show city planners a lot about what works in public transportation systems. Here is a walk-through of some of the most crucial components:‌

  • Accessibility: Most of these systems have most if not all of their stations and vehicles accessible according to ADA standards. This is a must when planning so that services are available to all residents.
  • Convenience: Transit stops should be located in areas that people frequent often, with access to places like universities, airports, downtown areas, and others. Keep in mind why visitors come to the city and which are the top attractions, and ensure these locations are easily accessible by bus or train.
  • Affordability: One of the biggest benefits of using public transport is the ability to save money on gas and commuting. This is why fares should be reasonable and affordable for the masses. This requires a study of the average income of a city and surrounding areas, in addition to research about what other cities charge.
  • Frequency: Riders need to be able to depend on consistent, reliable service. Otherwise, they’ll resort to finding other ways to get around. According to one survey of 3,000 people, frequency was one of the most important factors when considering satisfaction with transit. Make sure that service is increased during rush hour and other busy periods and that delays are rare and well-communicated to riders.
  • Options: Almost all of the top 10 cities with best public transportation included a mix of options, including subways, rails, and buses. This gives riders more choices and opportunities to catch a ride no matter where they are in the city.
  • Visitor-friendly: Public transit systems should be easy for visitors to use and understand. This requires posting maps in many different locations and including all applicable details on the city’s website, including timetables and fare information.
  • Technology: Today’s riders love using their phones to pay for service or upload funds. Consider creating an app so that people can track buses and trains and even pay for each ride with their smartphones.

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Inflation continues to bite; Lyft rides.

27 Wednesday Sep 2023

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A month ago, my car developed some problems and the dreaded engine light went on. Since I had moved to a new neighborhood, my old mechanic was now, further away. Being enterprising, I thought, ‘Let’s try someone new. Those prices are too high anyway!’ I got on Yelp and found a local shop with good reviews. I set an appointment and took it in. After discussion, it was agreed the mechanic would work on the fuel line. A day later I had 4 new spark plugs, rotated coils and a flushed fuel line. I picked up the car. It worked great. For five days. Then the light went on again. Called back to the shop. Had to bring it back in. What now? Well, could be the ignition coils. How much? $200 per coil. Wow!

So, since I had just paid a small fortune to move into my one-bed apartment ($1,600), I was strapped for cash. I had paid $421 for the first repair job and didn’t have the addition $400 for a second repair. Me: “Can I drive this car?” “Oh, no, Ma’am, don’t drive it with the engine light on.” Got it. Can’t drive the car and can’t afford to fix it. Will have to wait for my next payday.

So, for the rest of the month I have a) walked b) ridden the bus and c) taken Lyft here and there. The cost of gas in this area has now risen to $4.25 per gallon. Lyft sends me a message after each ride to tell me the cost (linked to my checking account) and that includes the miles. My father, who was big into math, used to always talk about algorithms. I wish I had paid closer attention.

The Lyft program follows a algorithm (Uber too) and it calculates the prices of the ride based on a) distance b) time to get there and c) the time of day. Therefore, the ride prices can vary wildly and seem to be particularly high in the evenings going to movie and entertainment events. My rides have swung from a very reasonalbe $1.94 per mile ride (DMV) to a whopping $5.73 per mile coming home from the theater. All in all, in one month, I have paid well over $200 for Lyft rides and usually, I am going less that 10 miles in one direction.

Back to the mechanic. Live and learn. After chaatting up a number of Lyft drivers, I found out (!!!!) that by going to O”Reilly Parts or Autoworld, I could get a free diagnosis on the meaning of the engine light. I drove the mechanical beast to the parts shop. In less than 10 minutes, the man had pulled out a little handheld device, attached to the panel on my dash and diagnosed ‘failure of coil #1’. Viola! Job done. In thinking back to my encounter with the shop, I remembered the words ‘diagnosis’ were never mentioned. We were just pulling out parts and sticking in parts and seeing what worked. Sigh.

So, today I am back to the old shop. The mechanic told me up front that ‘diagnosis’ was $200. Before I start screaming, I guess I need to review the last month and see what the whole mess has already cost me.

The last little bit, and this will be a blog for another day, I was able to experience first hand how very less than perfect our city’s bus system in. However, also, before I start bashing them too much, I was able to hear (overhear) a conversation between a driver and a passenger. Apparently, no less than four female bus drivers had been sexually assualted by passengers in the recent days. It is a sign of our times and one that needs to be addressed. cew

The Death of the Manly Man in America

18 Monday Sep 2023

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The Death of the Manly Man in America

Recently, I was at my favorite soup and sandwich place, enjoying lunch outside with the warm sunshine and light breezes. The patio area is popular with patrons and many people sit there. As I was downing my tomato basil and bread, perusing my I-Phone, I could not help but overhear the conversation of the white-haired couple one table over. It looked like a man and his wife; however, it could have been sister and brother. Since she did all the talking, it was difficult to tell.

The conversation had started before I sat and went on for some time as I was there. The subject seems to have been a young man (son?) and the rendition of a very long laundry list of items concerning his job. The items were the distance, the cost of gas, the repairs on his car, situations with co-workers, etc. etc. (her voice dropped). However, the list continued and continued. There was a final wrap up where she concluded that ‘he quit the job and now is working part time here and there and that gives him more freedom to ….’ I lost the last bit. The man during this monologue said not so much as two words. They finally concluded lunch and left. I sat in thought for a few minutes thinking about what I had just heard. This was probably a son or grandson she had been talking about. In retrospect, it was the biggest pile of BS concerning why someone didn’t want a full-time job I had heard in sometime. The sad part is that the woman appeared to accept these long-winded explanations completely and the man didn’t bother to disagree with her. (Does he?)

One week earlier, I had been at a favorite coffee spot having an early coffee. I was again checking messages on my phone while sipping. Another couple was off to the side. A young man, early 30’s with a older male companion. The conversation between the two of them went on and on; with, mind you, the younger man doing most of the talking. Again, proximity made it difficult to not hear. The young man is apparently involved in developing computer game designs. The dialogue about his efforts to be ‘successful’ and get ‘established’ went on for three-quarters of an hour. The game design was peppered with many stories of moving from place to place. Sleeping on his sister’s sofa; moving back down here, etc. etc. I was getting tired of hearing him ramble and the older man finally interjected a few encouraging words, which, like jet fuel, set the young man off again. It was still going on when I had to run out and go take care of some of my work business.

There appears to be a kind of unspoken consensus among people my age, that young people (a lot younger than us!) need to have a lot of ‘space’ in order to be ‘creative.’ The idea of having a plain regular job doesn’t seem to appeal. Somehow, ‘regular’ work kills all creative flame. God forbid you consider getting married and having children. Yikes! Those thoughts in mind, I would like to touch lightly upon the careers of some of my favorite guys and how they handled things in their day. Let’s see if ordinary ‘conventions’ killed the spark.

Charles John Huffam Dickens, 1812-1878 (58)

Married to Catherine Hogarth in 1836 and had 9 surviving children.

Collins, Philip, 8/28/23, Britannica., quote retrieved from Internet. https://www.britannica.com/biography/Charles-Dickens-British-novelist/Novels-from-Bleak-House-to-Little-Dorrit.

Married in his twenties to the mother of his children, Dickens had his problems with the marriage.

“This comes from the correspondence with Forster in 1854–55, which contains the first admissions of his marital unhappiness; by 1856 he was writing, “I find the skeleton in my domestic closet is becoming a pretty big one”; by 1857–58, as Forster remarked, an “unsettled feeling” had become almost habitual with him, “and the satisfactions which home should have supplied, and which indeed were essential requirements of his nature, he had failed to find…”

Regardless of this, Dickens was one of the most prolificate, creative and influential writers of our age. He wrote for newspapers, journals; did essays, novels, short stories and poetry. He was in life and of life for the whole of his career. He was popular with the public and had good earnings.

He was one of the most creative and respected writers of his and our time. All the while, as indicated, being married, having a large family and supporting them (and some relatives.)

Of course, in those days, large families were common. Today, couples and individuals have many more options. A blessing or a curse?

Arthur Conan Doyle 1859-1930

https://www.britannica.com/biography/Arthur-Conan-Doyle- Philip Wilson,update Internet 8/8/23.

Doyle went to school at Edinburgh University and graduated with a degree in medicine and became a practicing physician. In 1885 he married Louisa Hawkins and they had two children. After her death, he remarried Jean Lecke and they had three children.

Doyle started off as a doctor but started to write his famous detective stories for The Strand and became famous in a short period of time. He continued to be a prolific writer for the rest of his life. He wrote short stories, novels, and essays on political subjects. He was knighted for service in South Africa during the Boer War.

Mark Twain – Samuel L Clemens  1835-1910

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Twain, Internet, 8/14/23.

Twain was married to Olivia Langdon in 1870; they had four children. Twain was famous during his own lifetime for short stories (The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County.) His novels, Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, for some. He was a celebrated essayist and speaker. He was invited to do world tours and was famous for his wit and political satire.

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It would appear that these extremely famous and prolific writers/speakers were able to be married, have children, work at their craft and support their families. So, what has happened to change all that? Is it just our ‘modern’ attitudes? We have clearly had a revolution with modern birth control methods that drastically alter the choices couples have about having children or not. Is this real freedom or the freedom to remain children forever and never grow up?

I certainly cannot say.

cew

The Sound of One Hand Clapping

01 Monday May 2023

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Recently I finished up a teacher/counselor type position for low-income students. It was a combo summer program and then some Saturdays. I was with the program four semesters. This year we had a very nice wrap up ceremony with lunch, a talk from the big boss, etc., parents and students. A number of the students have been accepted into the college/university of their choice. Other students had gotten summer internships with the local university and others have gotten summer internships or jobs.

As a career counselor person, I spent endless hours with students telling them about community colleges, university, registrations, transfers, loans, grants, scholarships. Then, onto resumes, cover letters, presentations, interviews, selecting careers and how to physically get there. I was so happy to see that the students who stood up to get the rewards were primarily students from my class. Yeah!

My reward for all the hard work and preparation was a Starbucks gift card, lunch and a Go-Team speech. I had to think about this.

My thinking is that maybe the boss is scared if he rewards one (me) for good work, the others will get upset? Then, reward the others for good work too! Is that so hard? The end result is that I walk away from the experience feeling invisible and wondering why I tried so hard.

Although I am sure many students appreciated my efforts, I would really like to get some form of acknowledgement from the boss. Specifically, that I, as an individual (over and above the ‘team’) made a difference for these students and that they (management) recognize the contribution. I know I did a good job with those kids; but it feels like the sound of one hand clapping. Not good. So, that said, lets look as some of the ways (there are many) that managers fail to take care of their people. Ways in which managers…don’t manage. cew

25 Signs of a Bad Manager at Work in 2023

https://teambuilding.com/blog/bad-manager-signs

You found our list of warning signs of a bad manager.

Signs of a bad manager are undesirable leadership traits that cause friction between supervisors and employees. For example, micromanagement, conflict avoidance, and credit-stealing. The purpose of pointing out these qualities is to help managers avoid pitfalls and lead teams more successfully.

These traits are similar to bad leaders, the opposite of signs of a good manager and are examples of poor team management skills. Ineffective leadership can have a significant impact on employee morale and workplace toxicity.

This post includes:

  • warning signs of a bad boss
  • signs of a weak manager
  • characteristics of a bad manager
  • toxic manager traits
  • incompetent manager traits

Here are the biggest red flags.

List of signs of a bad manager

From poor feedback to favoritism to conflict avoidance, here are qualities effective leaders avoid.

1. Micromanagement

Micromanagement is one of the most-often-cited characteristics of a bad manager. Instead of giving staff the time, space, and autonomy to perform, micromanagers over-observe and dictate every part of the process. These bosses demand constant updates that can further delay the result and make the work tedious.

This approach can squash creativity and take a toll on productivity. Employees struggle to find joy and meaning in the work they lack ownership and control over. Not to mention, the need to oversee and sign off on every idea or action conveys a lack of trust.

Leaders are accountable for the team’s results. Anxiety about potential outcomes often leads inexperienced or insecure managers to monitor and control each step of the operation.

How to fix it: Trust your team! Dial back the checking in. Once you and the team decide how often updates should occur, try to stick to that agreement as closely as possible. Oftentimes when managers provide the staff with autonomy and space, employees repay that trust by meeting and exceeding expectations.

2. Failure to give feedback

Delivering feedback is one of leaders’ most important responsibilities. Managers’ primary role in the workplace is to evaluate and guide employees. A manager who neglects to provide performance insight ignores this duty, and the silence denies employees the chance to grow.

Some managers dread confronting staff with less-than-stellar reviews. Others only offer criticism without recognizing positive contributions. Then, some supervisors assume that the occasional “good job,” is sufficient without further detail. Some managers neglect to give feedback at all. Or, perhaps the comments are too harsh, or too unclear. Feedback is an art that many managers struggle to master.

How to fix it: Schedule regular formal reviews on a yearly, quarterly, or monthly basis. Also, make opportunities for more informal evaluations, like one-to-one check-ins or feedback Slack channels. Roleplay and practice delivering constructive comments outside of work to grow more comfortable with the process.

3. Inability to say “no”

There are a surprising number of individuals in management positions who are uncomfortable saying “no.” These individuals have trouble standing up to their bosses, other departments, and sometimes, even their own team.

The manager should be a voice of reason and should not be averse to provide pushback. A manager who is afraid of offending is more worried about keeping the peace than the long term effects of agreeing.

How to fix it: Realize that accommodating coworkers is not a zero sum game. Pleasing one party might inconvenience another. Make decisions out based on business interests, not politeness. Practice saying no so that you grow more comfortable asserting yourself and advocating for your team’s needs.

4. Absence of empathy

A lack of empathy is one of the worst toxic manager traits primarily because this quality lays the foundation for other bad behaviors. A manager who fails to recognize feelings of employees may not think twice about gossiping, screaming, or overworking staff.

In its most extreme form, this quality appears as workplace abuse. However, more subtle manifestations of this trait include bosses guilting employees over taking sick leave or flaunting wealth in front of minimum wage employees.

How to fix it: Practice mindfulness and self-awareness. In times when you cannot show kindness, then give your employees space. Make an effort to observe and imagine other folks’ feelings. Search for the root of your lack of compassion. Trust yourself to draw the line between being nice and being taken advantage of.

5. Gossip

Leaders should actively discourage gossip to promote a healthy team culture. Spreading rumors and hearsay does not set a good example for the staff.

Not to mention, the act tanks trust. Employees who overhear a manager speculating about a colleague may worry about becoming the subject of such gossip. As a result, teammates will not confide in the manager, causing a rift in the relationship. Managers cannot lend support when they are unaware of team members’ struggles, and team members will not admit those struggles when suspecting the manager will not keep a secret.

Gossip has no place in inclusive workspaces, and managers should strive to make the workplace welcoming and safe for all team members.

How to fix it: Don’t do it. If you would not make the statement to the subject’s face, do not say it to a colleague. When other coworkers begin to gossip while talking to you, either correct the employees or leave the conversation.

6. Poor communication

Good managers keep in touch. Bad managers go radio silent. This occurrence is a problem especially when managers are based in separate locations, travel frequently, or if the team is fully remote.

Or, if the leader does communicate, the conversation is one-way. The boss sends an email or instant message, yet never responds to follow-up questions. This manager promises to call back later but forgets to pick up the phone.

The occasional delayed response is understandable, but this manager makes a habit of ghosting the team.

How to fix it: Stick to a communication schedule, even if you have nothing new to report. Set deadlines for important conversations, for instance, replying within 24 hours. Use a communication tool to make reaching out easier and more convenient.

Here is a list of remote work platforms to help you communicate.

7. Over-reliance on employee self-management

There is a difference between giving employees freedom to do their jobs and forcing them to fend for themselves. Good managers give employees autonomy and defer to their judgment, yet still observe and give input.

Bad managers are often unaware that decisions are even being made. These individuals never implicitly command employees to take the reins, yet never make a decision that might mean otherwise. Employees assume that the issue will continue unless someone takes actions, so the staff steps up and solves the problem out of a sense of duty. There are no instructions from the manager beforehand, and often, no thanks afterwards.

This behavior turns employees into managers without the pay or title. Assuming too much responsibility can make the staff feel overwhelmed, unappreciated, and resentful.

How to fix it: Distinguish between manager tasks and employee tasks. For instance, staff can make shift swaps but should not create the schedule, and mediating conflicts between coworkers is a manager’s responsibility. Hold regular meetings and check-in’s and remain aware of the day-to-day happenings of the job. Do not take advantage of employees’ eagerness to help or prove themselves.

8. Disorganization

Disorganization is one of the main incompetent manager traits. There is a fine line between being slightly scattered and being consistently disheveled. Disorganization becomes a problem when managers constantly forget details, lose documents, and miss meetings. This behavior sets a poor standard for the department, and can also cause extra work and for other team members.

How to fix it: Find or create a system that works for you. Take an hour or two at the start or end of each week to organize. Evaluate whether you need an assistant, or just need to get your act together.

You can also use scheduling software to help arrange your day.

9. Conflict avoidance

Conflict avoidance is one of the main signs of a weak manager. Achieving team harmony is a manager’s goal, however trying to avoid any type of disagreement often has the opposite effect. When managers squash squabbles without addressing the underlying causes, resentment can build and an even greater argument may arise down the line. Instead of trying to stamp out any sign of trouble, leaders should teach teams how to navigate and resolve disagreements respectfully. It is the role of managers to lead mediation, diffuse the tension, negotiate, and steer the group towards compromise.

Ignoring the issues will only procrastinate the problem until the situation reaches a boiling point.

How to fix it: Establish a mediation process early to provide a structure for problem-solving. Encourage productive communication practices and teach teammates how to hold respectful dialogues.

10. Unavailability

Managers may not be available to staff during all hours of the day. However, if teammates consistently feel as if their supervisor does not have time for them, then there is a serious problem.

How to fix it: Block out “office hours” and be available to staff during these times. Regularly check in with staff. You can also schedule regular one on one meetings to ensure all employees receive individualized attention.

11. Lack of delegation

The non-delegator is a bad boss in disguise as a good boss. The “jump-in-the-trenches” approach can earn staff’s admiration and loyalty during busy times, yet can also earn the team’s ire in slower seasons. Managers who insist on taking on tasks that teammates are capable of handling are one step away from micromanagers.

How to fix it: Realize that your role as a boss is to coach and guide employees, not to do everything yourself.

12. Favoritism

An ideal manager treats all team members equally. Bad bosses play favorites. These leaders may have personal relationships with direct reports, for instance, being related. Or, the boss may just like one employee more than the others. Preferences are not a crime, however special treatment is a cardinal manager sin. These leaders give out opportunities and privileges not based on merit or skill, but rather on personal feelings. Preferential treatment is discouraging and demoralizing for non-favored employees. There is no incentive to try or strive if reward and regard automatically go to the manager’s pet.

How to fix it: Be mindful of interactions you have with your staff. Make notes about privileges. If an employee pushes you for special treatment, then have a frank conversation about your need to stay impartial despite your close relationship.

13. Credit-stealing

Credit-stealing is one of the most obvious warning signs of a bad boss. These managers pass off employees’ ideas and efforts as their own, or fail to mention team members’ contributions. Sometimes, bosses behave this way by accident, merely forgetting to give staff a shout-out. Thanking employees in private yet never bringing up their name in public is not sufficient either.

Nobody wants to feel that their work goes unnoticed, nor that someone else is reaping the rewards of their intelligence and effort. Employees have aspirations and ambitions and are not simply a tool to make the boss look better. Staff deserve the chance to advance their careers. Hoarding the applause is unfair.

How to fix it: Be realistic in your role in the project and honestly evaluate who had the most influence on the end result. Pass along the praise and name your employees. Give your team credit, and they will likely give you credit in return. If you struggle to share the glory, then use the phrase “it was a team effort” as a baby step.

14. Insults

Most folks would agree that a manager who calls employees morons is not a good boss. Toxic leaders feel entitled to belittle staff and call employees names. Tearing other folks down masks their insecurity and makes the boss feel more in control.

How to fix it: Avoid name-calling. If making the comment to your own boss would result in your firing, then do not say it to your staff. Focus on solutions to the problem at hand instead of hurling character attacks.

15. Blame

There is a difference between accountability and blame. Accountability is action-based and focuses on the future. Blame revolves around labels and deals with the past.

A good manager holds teammates to high standards and points out when staff fail to meet expectations. When a misstep occurs, effective managers focus on finding solutions instead of hurling accusations. Good managers assign fault only in service of fixing an error, not to make a judgement on the employee’s capabilities or character. Bad managers harp on mistakes and can sink morale and productivity. These bosses’ first instinct is to point fingers and shame rather than analyze the issue.

How to fix it: Prioritize a solutions-based approach. Focus more on how to fix the problem than who caused it.

16. Excessive anger

Type “bad boss” into a Google Image search, and approximately half of the results will show managers screaming at employees, often with a megaphone. The cartoonish stereotype of a mean manager is always in a foul mood, waiting for an opportunity to yell at employees, usually for an issue that is not the employee’s fault.

Plus, when the boss explodes, the delivery overshadows the message. Employees will dwell on the confrontation instead of considering the message.

How to fix it: Learn to pause before reacting. Practice meditation, breathing exercises, and other anger management techniques. Plan an escape route in case you need to cool down before responding. If the anger persists, then consider seeking professional help.

17. Poor listening habits

Bosses are busy. Managers can easily get distracted when there are one hundred things running through their minds. However, when poor listening habits become a pattern, problems arise. Employees are unlikely to feel heard or valued when managers interrupt or make team members explain for the fifth time. Having repeat conversations wastes time and causes frustration. Plus, half-listening can lead to misunderstandings and mistakes. Most importantly of all, bad listening hygiene sends the message that managers do not care about the staff.

How to fix it: Practice active listening tactics, such as repeating phrases back to the employee. If busy or distracted, then reschedule the conversation for a better time. Make an effort to hear and understand employees.

18. Tunnel vision

Managers serve as links between teams and the rest of the company. Effective managers act as liaisons that translate and compromise between the organization and the group. No department operates in a vacuum. Decisions that inconvenience or may not make sense to one team might exist to keep operations running smoothly. Managers are often privy to information that employees are not aware of. Part of a manager’s duty is to relay the reasoning behind these choices to the team and help direct reports understand the bigger picture.

How to fix it: Think on a grander scale. Pretend you’re getting transferred to a different department tomorrow, and ask yourself whether or not your new colleagues would welcome you if you acted this way. Build relationships with coworkers in other departments and communicate regularly. Forming a rapport will help you empathize with colleagues more.

19. Manipulation

The role of managers is to unite the workforce around a common mission, yet some bosses pit co-workers against each other. This behavior sometimes comes from a misguided notion that rivalry will elicit the team’s best performance, when in reality over-competition among peers prevents proper teamwork.

While this sort of aggressive persuasion can be quite effective, it comes at the expense of eroding employees’ trust. Real managers motivate, not manipulate. The difference between the two tactics is that motivation is rooted in honesty and benefits employees, while manipulation is sneaky and self-serving.

How to fix it: Be mindful of staff’s reactions and signs of resistance. Don’t ask them to do stuff beyond job description, and accept no when they do– Don’t beg– be clear and transparent– can also appeal to them by explaining reasoning–

20. Unquestionable authority

Authoritarianism is often cited to be the least effective leadership style. Bad bosses operate like dictators, demanding respect and obedience and punishing anyone who challenges their authority. The boss’s word is the way, and discussion or disagreement is not allowed. Employees become order-takers and learn not to ask questions or offer opposing ideas.

This atmosphere stifles innovation and creativity. A lack of checks on authority is also bad for the health of the organization. Bosses are not infallible at making poor choices, yet employees will not bring up concerns when conditioned not to speak up.

How to fix it: Foster two-way feedback and give employees advice. Acknowledge the ability to be wrong. Encourage debate and conversations. When enacting authority, explain your reasoning so that employees understand the logic behind decisions.

21. Unprofessional behavior

Unprofessional behavior is a catch-all for bad bosses. Sexism and racism are the most extreme iterations. Other examples include disregarding the dress code, slacking, disrespecting higher management, and excessively tending to personal matters on the clock. Left unchecked, these behaviors can embolden other employees to misbehave and ignore the rules. Such actions can also cause unnecessary conflicts and stress for staff.

22. No team building

Neglecting team building is not the worst thing a manager can do, but is also not the best. Ineffective managers make no efforts to help the staff get along. These bosses treat team members like individual employees, and ignore the lack of camaraderie or teamwork in the workplace. While any team member can take the initiative to plan outings or spark up conversations, it is ultimately the manager’s responsibility to turn the group into one cohesive unit.

23. Appearance-obsessed

These managers care more about reputation than reality. Shallow and insecure, these bosses are more concerned with being popular and well-liked than being effective. This leader may push the team to hit numbers and quotas just to look better to the big bosses and company at large, with no regard to worker wellbeing. Or, maybe these managers fudge the numbers altogether, or stage a setup that makes the workplace appear more functional than normal. Perhaps these managers pretend to be nice to staff only when higher ups or coworkers are around.

On the more innocent side of the scale, the manager may try to be a “cool boss,” and gain approval. These individuals aim to be well-liked rather than respected. They believe that their image and reputation take precedence over actual results.

How to fix it: Choose meaningful standards of measurements. Angle for results over good advertising, even if those results take time to materialize. Also, solicit honest feedback from peers and staff. When you receive feedback regularly, you will be less obsessed with impressing others or avoiding scorn.

24. Date or hit on staff

Many companies have rules against managers dating subordinates, for good reason. The power imbalance between bosses and employees means that the pair can never be on equal footing. Skeptics say that companies primarily aim to avoid lawsuits, yet organizations also try to protect staff who might feel obligated to date a boss to avoid career repercussions.

Bosses who date employees against company rules almost universally fall into the bad manager category. This behavior is dishonest and endangers the employee and the company.

Also, a manager serially dating subordinates can signal a lack of boundaries and professionalism.

25. Quiet firing

Quiet firing is when a manager disengages from an employee’s happiness and growth in the workplace. This concept is a clear sign of poor management, and can be very destructive to an organization’s morale and productivity. An easy way to spot quiet firing is when a manager continuously reschedules or cuts short 1 on 1 meetings with a direct report.

Learn more about how quiet firing works.

Final Thoughts

Inexperience causes many young supervisors to exhibit weak manager skills. However, leaders of any age are prone to personality flaws and bad habits. Plus, bosses are human, and humans have bad days. However, when the bad days outweigh the good, chances are that the leader is not a good boss. The good news is that self-improvement is possible and almost all flaws are fixable. With self-awareness and hard work, bad bosses can become better. The only truly bad boss is one who is unwilling to change.

Elu’s Story – Part VI

28 Wednesday Dec 2022

Posted by webbywriter1 in dating, families, Fiction, Jobs and the workplace, marriage, money, Native Americans, romance, Uncategorized

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The door to Jan’s bedroom was closed. For whatever reason, Elu seemed to be seeing less and less of her roommate these days. She shook her head and checked her purse. There was some money in there. She grabbed her coat and purse. The corner store would have cereal and milk. She couldn’t face much else right now. She closed the front door behind her.

It was cold outside and Elu had to be careful to pick her way through the snow and ice on the sidewalk. The ice could be lethal she knew and didn’t want to slip. She got to her apartment building and put in the key code to get in. She was walking up the stairs to the apartment when she heard the yelling. Who was that? She stopped in front of their door and was about to put the key in the lock when she realized the door wasn’t closed. The sound of her roommate Jan filled the apartment.

“I know you took it, you slimy bastard!” she screamed. “Now where is it?”

Elu came around the corner holding her bag. Sabastian was sitting casually at the kitchen table twirling a DosEquis beer bottle and looking down at it. Jan was dangerously close to him, leaning over. The veins in the side of her neck were bulging and her face was red.

“Hey, it’s not big deal. I just borrowed it for a little. You’ll get it back, don’t  over-react.” His tone was casual and bland.

“Over-react, over-react! I don’t want it someday. I want it back now! Give me that slip,” Jan demanded and stuck her hand in the young man’s face.

With a slight movement of his wrist, Sebastian pulled out a slip of white paper from a jacket pocket and handed it over. Jan snatched it out of his hand and turned, seeing Elu for the first time.

“And tell your Godamn boyfriend to stay out of my room in the future!” she raged. Jan was still in her outer coat and her purse swung back and forth over her shoulder. She pushed past Elu still with the angry look and stuffed the paper in her purse. She slammed out the front door.

Elu came into the kitchen and put the bags on the table. She slowly lowered herself to a chair.

“What…” was all she could get out.

“Oh, hell,” Sebastian took a drag on his bottle. “It’s no big deal. I just borrowed that red stone ring of hers for a little while. She’ll get it back.” He smirked and added, “You make lots of money,” and took another sip.

“Like you borrowed my gold necklace?” she asked him.

“Baby…” he scooted the chair closed to her. “I’m just having a little down time right now. I’m a lover not a fighter. I’ll be back in no time. We still love each other, right?” he gazed into her eyes.

Elu felt hypnotized. “Yes,” she said softly.

“Good, good.” He smiled again. “Got to go, know when I’m not welcome. Got you a little gift.” He pushed a tiny paper packet her way. “Enjoy. Love you.” He kissed her on the forehead. “Got to go before Bitchzilla comes back and ruins the evening. See you later.”

He picked up his beer and headed for the door then turned. “Don’t worry about your dumb necklace. It’s just for a little while. I got some great leads coming in. You’ll see.” He went out the door and closed it behind him.

Elu sat and stared at the packet. She knew what was in it. She wanted it and didn’t want it. Blow, Sebastian called it. She picked up the little package and put it into a teapot on a shelf. Not now, maybe later.

Sebastian was a few years older than Elu and had come to New York to be a stocks and bonds trader. He had ¾ of a college degree in marketing and dropped out of school to ‘make the big bucks’ he had told her. From Scottsdale and from a well-to-do family, the young man was used to the good life and did indeed make the big bucks for a while. But the early wake up hours and the pressure got to be too much for him and he dropped out of that line of work.

He had done sales of all sorts and with his good looks and charm always managed to do well and make money. Somehow, something always seemed to get in the way and he ended up out of work, looking for another job. Right now, he was trying his hand at hedge fund trading and was convinced this was really the ticket this time. In the meantime, all the money Elu was used to making every week seemed to be dissolving into thin air and she couldn’t figure it out.

When the month came that she didn’t have enough for rent, Jan gave her a long, cold stare.

“I will cover you this time, girlfriend, but no more. Get that lazy boyfriend of yours to cough up some cash or you’re both out.”

The lease was in Jan’s name so the girl knew her friend could make good on her word. The next time Sebastian asked her for a little to get by, she told him no.

“We need it for the rent.”

He looked calm as ever and went over to the fridge to get a beer. He got the last one and sat down staring at her. He unscrewed the top and took a big sip.

“And, another thing, you need to bring in money for groceries.” She was standing up close to the sink. Suddenly, he was behind her and pushed her up against the kitchen wall, hard. He had lifted her off her feet with his big hand around her neck.

His blue eyes were red and blood shot. He breathed heavily into her face and smelled of beer and old cigarettes. She tried to turn away but couldn’t, he had too firm a grip on her neck.

“Don’t you ever talk to me like that again, you little bitch. I know who you are and what you are. You got it?” He was talking through clinched teeth. She was terrified.

She gave a slight nod and he let her down. Then, for whatever weird reason, he started to brush her off like she had crumbs on her shirt. She started to tremble.

“I’m going now…but, we’ll talk later.” He gave her breast a tight squeeze until she winced with pain.

He backed off, grabbed the beer and stormed out of the apartment. Elu slid down the wall and just stared into space. She started to cry, little tears at first and then big, gushy ones. Her mind was a cloud of confusion and she couldn’t think. She stumbled up and went to the bathroom to take a hot bath.

The next few months, things seemed to settle down a bit. Elu continued to dance at the club. Sebastian stayed away from the apartment more and spent more time in his grubby, singles walk up working on hedge fund deals. He kept talking about big money that was just about to come in.

Elu sighed when she heard this. They were out for dinner and she paid. It usually wasn’t at the really great restaurant they had been to before, more like pizza and beer but it was food and it was hot.

She paid her rent on time and Jan accepted it without comment. Jan had gone to the pawnshop herself and got back her mother’s ruby and garnet ring. She didn’t tell Elu how much it cost her but Elu noticed that Jan’s bedroom was always locked now when she left the apartment.

It was the weekend of Mother’s Day and Jan told Elu she would be going upstate to see her mother.

“And, I know I don’t have to tell you to keep that slug out of my bedroom, right?” she arched an eyebrow at Elu.

“You’re door is always locked. How could he get in there?”

“Knowing that little creep, he could figure something out.” Her tone softened a bit. “Elu, you know I like you. Always have. But, really, if much else happens with that little bastard, I am going to have to ask you to leave. Comprende?”

Elu couldn’t do anything else but put her head down and nod. It reminded her of the way her mother used to speak to her and she felt ashamed.

Jan grabbed her trolley suitcase, locked the door on her room, and slung her purse over her shoulder. As she was about to leave, she stopped and looked at the forlorn visage of her friend. She came over and gave her a hug. “I just wish…I wish…” she seemed to be out of words for what to say. Then, turned and went out the door.

Elu sank down on a kitchen chair and stared into space. There was a little ‘ping’ on her cell phone. She opened up her message box. Daniel had sent her a message. “Grandpa in hospital, call me”. A sense of terror swept over the girl. She grabbed the phone and had a short, terse conversation with her brother. Grandpa was in the hospital because of his heart. She was scheduled to work that night but promised to come over as soon as she could.

Her shift went by in a blur and Elu found herself repeatedly looking at the clock. 1 am couldn’t come fast enough. She got off. Rocky, her favorite bouncer, found her a cab. She told him about her grandfather.

“I’m sorry babe. That sucks. Want me to beat up that lousy boyfriend of yours? Do it for free. Might make you feel better.”

In spite of herself, Elu laughed and smiled. Rocky was the biggest, buffest gay guy she had ever met. Hell, she didn’t even know what gay meant until she had moved here. She got into the taxi and told him to rush. Her body was tingling from raw nerves.

She let herself into the apartment, her outfit still on under her heavy jacket. To her surprise, Sebastian was sitting on the sofa in the living room. There was some strange man with him. A big, fat, sweaty guy. The fat guy was in his forties with thinning hair. He kept wiping his brow with a handkerchief.

“Babe, you’re home!” Sebastian was expansive. “Hey, meet my new, good client, Samuel from Milwaukee. Samuel, Elu, the Indian.”

Samuel got up to shake her hand. He was nervous. There were wet patches in the armpits of his shirt. He reached to shake her hand. “I saw your performance at the club, Miss Elu. Stunning, just stunning. You dance so well and you’re so…” he paused to find the works, “you’re so beautiful.” He stared at her transfixed.

Elu yanked her hand out of his grip and looked over at Sebastian. “I got to go change.”

“Sure thing,” he waved at her. “We’ll be here. Samuel brought you some of your favorite stuff.” He waved at the coffee table. Lines of coke were already set up on a mirror in the middle.

Elu’s mouth got dry. She pulled away and went into the bedroom. She stripped off her costume, pulled on a t-shirt, jeans and boots. A heavy sweater went over the top and a jacket with a hood. Sebastian sauntered into the room.

“Where’re you going babe? You’re going to miss the party!” He sipped his beer casually and looked over at her dressing.

Elu yanked the jacket on and spun toward him. “What is that guy doing here?” she hissed at him.

“Calm down, calm down, girlfriend,” he put his hands out in front of him as if he was surrendering. “He just came to see you. He likes you.”

Elu stared hard into Sebastian’s eyes. She was shocked to see the clear blue were darker down and seemed to have no depth anymore. In a flash of understanding, she completely got exactly why Samuel was here, this night, when Jan was gone. She pushed past her boyfriend. He tried to grab her arm but she wiggled away, grabbed her  purse and was out the door. She didn’t even bother to close it.

“Babe,” Sabastian yelled after her, “what am I going to tell Samuel?”

“Go to hell,” she shouted and banged out of the apartment building. Calling a cab, they drove straight to the hospital. Daniel was there by their grandfather’s bed. The old man was hooked up to every kind of machine imaginable. His eyes were closed. She got a chair and pulled it over to Daniel’s.

Continued

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