I remember the days when you could call a company, business, corporation, hospital, office, etc., and get a live person. Although some of those phone calls might have not went well, at least we knew who was on the other end of the line, a live person. Now days, making the exact type of phone call is like a game of roulette, you never know if you are talking to a live person or a robot, i.e. bot.
I did not realize how bad and common this situation really was until a few weeks ago when my husband called a local company and he put his phone on speaker. Over hearing the conversation, I could hear my husband making jokes with the so called representative and I noticed that his jokes were left with a pause in the conversation in which he was then redirected to his question.
After several attempts to get his point across, the so called representative finally got what he was saying. After the phone call ended my husband hung up his phone and said out loud, “thanks bot!” Say what? To me his conversation appeared to be with a live person. Nope. My husband said “If it were a live person there wouldn’t have been the pauses, and the so called representative would have showed some type of personality. The robot, or bot, would have figured out what I was saying from the beginning.”
Why are companies choosing to do this? I do not see any type of gain. Does it really save time? This type of communication only brings me frustration. In my own opinion, it only defeats its purpose and desensitizes the whole situation. I feel it makes the companies appear small, uncaring, and honestly it does not help out with the shortage of jobs out their for people who need employment.
We are living in a sad world today. Just with this one issue alone, we are wiping out our own civilization. I applaud those companies who still have live representatives. I would like to thank you for your sincerity and for keeping things real.
When I went on vacation in September 2020 to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, we traveled from Oklahoma through many states. The whole idea of vacation is to get away from the daily grind and to see things perhaps you don’t normally see. While traveling through Tennessee, we came across this Carvana car vending machine.
I absolutely could not believe my eyes. I had seen the Carvana commercials on television, but I did not think a car vending machine was real. Well, here it is folks, the car vending machine is real!
This Carvana vending machine is located in Nashville Tennessee. The whole purpose of Carvana is to provide car shoppers a better way to buy a car. Could you imagine purchasing a car through a vending machine? This one is the first Carvana vending machine built and launched in 2016. The tallest Carvana vending machine resides in Tempe Arizona and stands nine stories.
The way it works is you insert your token and watch your car being retrieved. Next you take it for a spin, sign and drive it home. Carvana also offers a 7-day money back guarantee. Sounds like a good deal.
If you haven’t seen one of these things, I suggest you go on vacation! 😉 There was so many enjoyable things we saw on our trip to Myrtle Beach, that I can’t wait to do it again. This was my first real vacation as an adult, and I honestly don’t know why I waited so long.
I just thought I would share this with you today. I hope you enjoyed.
I have written 3 parts to my fictional romance series and I am calling on YOU! I do not know if I have very many fans yet to speak of, only one that has stated their interest so I am asking for your input.
Is the series worth the read?
Is is intriguing and keeping you entertained?
Do you care for the characters?
Are you curious about what will happen next?
I could come up with so many questions here, because, well, I enjoy asking questions in general. Honestly, my own input is this- I enjoy writing it. Writing this series is much easier than I anticipated. I have read the first 2 parts to my husband and he thinks Monica is amazing. LOL.
I do have more to write and share. The main character does have a name I just haven’t shared it with you yet. LOL.
Any thoughts? All comments good and bad are welcomed, it is important for growth.
One more very important thing is this.
PLEASE SHARE! Please share my story somehow somewhere for others to comment on! I am rather new here to blogging so I am currently in the process of building my fan base.
I appreciate everyone of you bloggers and those that read and comment. I do enjoy your comments and it helps me to know who you are as a person and it sheds some light to your personality. We all need each other here, and without each other we would just be writing to the air.
Well, its getting to be that time of year when fall is beginning to set in. It is a nice cool day here in Oklahoma and I am grateful to have a much needed break from the 100 degree temps. I only wish I felt better so that I could enjoy it. It is nice though to have the windows open and to smell the fresh air.
The garden was the first of many to come for my husband and I here in this small town. I have had small gardens before in my old town, but it was the first one that my husband and I did together. We had lots of things grow, and some things that didn’t.
The first trick that my husband showed me was to make rivets for the water to flow. The rivets are so that you can lay a water hose down and it will travel throughout the whole garden area without touching the leaves of the plants. This system is great for strengthening the roots. It works great and is much needed especially when the winds blow and during the hot summer months when water is scarce.
We planted corn and squash, zucchini, beets, green beans, lettuce, lemon cucumbers, bell peppers and tomatoes. I found some eggplants that went on sale later in the season but they did not do well. I also managed to get ahold of some tomato plants that were going to be tossed out from the local stores and they seemed to thrived. We also planted a few watermelon seeds. These grew too, and were very delicious.
I do love yellow squash, but we had so much of it, that I am now squashed out. Our squash did not get as big as some that you find at the grocery stores, but it was still good. I learned however, that squash needs to be picked before it gets too big, otherwise you end up with a chewy dry bumpy vegetable. Yuck!
I also enjoy zucchini, perhaps more than squash. I absolutely love to make zucchini bread and it is very tasty. However, we made the mistake of planting the zucchini next to the squash that took over. The plants look very similar with their yellow flowers, and by accident we ended up pulling the zucchini out instead of the squash trying to thin the squash out. 🙁
The bell peppers were okay, but the bugs managed to get to them before we did for the most part. They also got buried underneath the over grown tomato plants which took over the other end of the garden. To top that off, I did not listen to my husband when we were planting and I did not make the rivets like I was suppose to, so the plants could get the necessary water. OOps!
I will mention the corn, because the corn was outstanding. Unfortunately I did not get any pictures. We planted two different types of corn, one being a golden corn and one being a yellow corn. To my surprise, the golden corn was the better of the two.
Now, lets talk about the tomatoes! I had so many tomatoes, I still have tomatoes! And although, I have grown quite tired of the garden and have pulled most of it out, 1-2 tomato plants still remain. Don’t ever worry about how bad a tomato plant might look at the store upon purchase cause trust me, if its going to survive it will. I brought home 9 sick looking tomato plants one day that were going to be tossed out by the store and planted them along with our other 6 tomato plants that were healthy and they all survived but one, hence, the overload of tomatoes!
As you can see, some of the weeds thrived as well. 🙁 I did learn too, that if you pick the tomatoes when they are still green you can put them in a paper bag in a dark place and they will ripen on their own.
There is nothing more satisfying than planting your own garden. Something about putting a little seed in the ground and watering it and watching it grow is pleasing. However, keeping the weeds and bugs out of the garden is no easy task. Gardening is work! Gardening can also be very relaxing as well. I was grateful to see all the bees this year in my garden. What is interesting is there was more bees here than my other much larger town.
Next year, the garden will be at a new residence that we are fixing up and going to relocate to. I will surely miss the view outside my windows in this home as in the new home we will have surrounding neighbors. 🙁 I will build a tall fence though, and the much needed bigger space and bigger yard is something I am looking forward to. My husband has informed me that next years garden will be including pumpkins and that we will have a magnificent pumpkin patch for the community to enjoy! Hmm, my thoughts exactly.
I hope you enjoyed this blog on the garden. I hope I included a few useful tips to help yours as well in the years to come. If you have any tips please feel free to share. Thank you for reading.
In the garden
I am blessed to be here and if my work is helping you in anyway all contributions are welcomed! Thank you in advance.
I am no longer interested in peeking through my door to watch Monica and her new found flame. I do not care, and why should I! Look at me like a small child hiding away in my bedroom! Ugh! My thoughts are screaming at me from the inside.
Monica and I have been friends for a while now. We were co workers at a small restaurant here at the edge of town. I did not seem to care for her at first, as I always tended to keep myself at a distance from anyone, male or female. I do not know why I am like I am, its just a preference I am guessing.
I grew up here with three brothers, all much older, and since I was the youngest child and a long awaited girl, I was spoiled you might say. I always disliked my mother as she had a way of trying to push the girly girl style on me, with dresses and bows and out of rebellion of course, I preferred to wear my brothers old hand me down clothes, hence the over sized flannel shirts which adorn most of my wardrobe. I was pretty much a tomboy growing up, and perhaps still one to this day. As a child you could always find me amongst the trees in my tree house or out in the cornfields with a gun in my hand hiding, awaiting my next big hunt a long side my brothers. Our house was filled with deer head trophies, and right in the center was my first hunt trophy which was the biggest out of them all.
My father was okay with me being a tomboy but he always seem to take up with my mother when it came to doing things around the house. I absolutely hated the idea of spending my days inside while everyone else enjoyed the beauty of nature on the outside. My father did recognize this in me, so after a while of my mothers pushing he would always come rescue me from her hold and give me some kind of outside chore to do.
I miss those days when we were all together. It has been years now since since both mom and dad were killed in a roll over accident after a failed attempt to dodge some deer up in the mountains. That was perhaps one of the most tragic years of mine and my brothers lives. Being almost eighteen when it happened and all my brothers out on their own by then, I was left to fend for myself, hence the waitress job at the small restaurant where Monica and I first met.
I managed to stay at my parents home at least long enough to finish my high school education before the county came in and took the estate away from us, to pay for my parents wreckage. That too was a sad day for me and my brothers as we had no means of knowing what to do about the whole situation. After Monica saw me sleeping in my old pick up truck, she must have felt some kind of need to help me out, and offered me room and board at her recently rented home out in the country.
Now days when things get tuff instead of finding me out in my old tree house you can find me sitting on an oversized weathered rock that overlooks the small town in which we live in. I find some peace and quiet here and perhaps some sort of comforting solitude as I forget my troubles and admire the beauty of sunsets.
I miss my brothers but I understand that being here in this town only brings back painful memories of the tragedy of our parents. I only stay here, because I can’t seem to escape the beauty. I only stay here because its all I have ever known.