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Back from Prospecting, broke, a car but no gas, a room in an insane asylum, and whatever I do I'm not going back to that damned restaurant. (Not yet, anyways...).
I get on at Temps.
Temps is the short term solution to your companies immediate labour needs. You need a project, you need to throw men at it, brainless work that needs be done? Temps is your answer. "Cash Paid Daily" is their main recruiting slogan. All you need to work there is your own steel toed boots, they'll sell or rent you the hard-hat and safety vest. Show up, do your WHMIS, you're set to go...if you can wield a hammer and you have your own toolbelt you'll earn an extra $2.00 per hour.
First job is in Airdrie, a week or so digging holes in a basement, some contractor has built an entire development on a poorly built up flood plain, all the houses are getting foundation cracks, my job to dig the post-holes for the jacks that will lift the house up while they re-level the foundations and fill the cracks. Dirty, filthy work, head to toe crusted with mud by the end of the day.
The foreman likes me, wonders why I'm a temp, he can get me on full time, $20.00 an hour to start, I tell him of the prospecting.
A lot of people would think I was nuts, maybe he does too. But I've stirred something in him, I can see it burning inside, and finally when he's bursting and can hold it inside no more he tells me:
"My Brother" he begins, and then the conversation turns to aliens, realizing that I'm not adverse the conversation becomes first person, no longer his brother but himself, there are definitely aliens, they appear in the Bible, the burning bush? Aliens, the Pyramids? Aliens, they track each other via LED displays, they've got a TV screen on which they can watch each other, his brother and him, they're going to Mexico to look for treasure, you have to be careful, usually Mexican treasures are guarded by curses, Bears or Giant Snakes that have magical shape-shifting powers, the breaks aren't long enough for him to share his plans, but I'm catching the enthusiasm...
There's another employee, Philip, a Hutterite AWOL from his colony in Manitoba, he's a bit lazy, he's digging 2 holes to my 5, he's the hired help, not a temp, but he's a whiz with a bobcat, a bit simple, touched in the head, wants to get back to the colony, settle down, when there's bobcat work to be done he shows up to work, when it's hand-to-shovel he contrives illness, a bad cold, a flu, ... and there's Francis, forever off looking for local cafes in which to take a dump, bowel problems, as soon as the foreman looks the other way he's off, our lack of porta-potties means he can take an hour, two, to attend the call of nature.
I dig the holes.
We're working in unclosed pits, 4 to 6 feet deep, knee deep in water seeping in from Nose Hill Creek, the power tools give off electric shocks before throwing the breakers, this is the routine: Wake - 4:00 AM, Temps office at 5:00, be on the jobsite at 8:00, finish at 4:30, home, change, shower, sleep, repeat....
Hatton Garden Jewel Heist
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Breaking news in Britain, another successful jewel heist, something about the scale, planning and ingenuity that goes into one of these is highly appealing to me. Not to mention the 200 Million Pound paycheck. Don't be all judgmental, all they've stolen is some vanity and pride, far less than your average Canadian Bank or cable company, and if it were not for thieves they wouldn't be in business...
Oedipus the King
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And so presuming that perhaps not everyone is familiar with the myth of Oedipus the King, I'll direct you here for a brief summary of the plot.
Now there are a variety of interpretations as to Oedipus's tragic flaw - his pride, his ignorance of his own background, his disregard for the prophesy of the oracle.
But I'd like to propose a slightly different interpretation - not mine own, and I can't recall who precisely shared it with me, but it begins with the riddle posed by the Sphinx: "Which creature has one voice and yet becomes four-footed and two-footed and three-footed?", to which Oedipus answered: "Man—who crawls on all fours as a baby, then walks on two feet as an adult, and then uses a walking stick in old age.".
Now Oedipus's answer is, strictly speaking, correct, but he errs in his answer by saying "Man" - the answer should be "Myself". And in answering it in the general - as opposed to the specific, he is distancing himself from his own humanity, in a way placing himself above it. The Sphinx, riddle answered, has no choice but to destroy herself, and Oedipus is free to proceed, but in his refusal to acknowledge his own humanity, mortality and place in the world he fulfills the prophesy in the most heinous way possible - Pride, therefore, is the undoing of Oedipus.
Best Stolen iPhone Story Ever
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Even if this proves to be an April Fools Prank, this is one of the best - and most heartwarming - stories you'll read today. It concerns a guy who had his iPhone stolen from a cafe in New York, then starts receiving images taken from the phone and uploaded to the iCloud, from which he gathers his phone has made it's way to China. From here he goes on to use social media to track down his phone, and in the end flies to China where he's become something of a minor celebrity, to have the new owner of the stolen phone fete him, promote products, meet fans (!!??) and basically have the time of his life. Well worth the 10 minutes it'll take you to read it, and if you ever have your phone stolen, hold your breath and hope - it might not be as bad a thing as you think...
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