What Pegman Saw – Fukushima, Japan

This photo prompt is part of the “What Pegman Saw“.  Visit if you are so inclined.

 

Shidey sat comfortably in the cushioned seat of his new, well kinda new, Schwinn two-wheeler.  He was doing that no-hands pedaling, just leaning back enjoying the view riding.  And, what a view it was!  Fukushima, Japan, 2041.  He had been here with his parents when the alarms sounded.  There were no real bunkers in this radioactive city.  They had done all they could, hiding in a building as full of metal as they could find.

The bombs had been aimed carefully, many had gotten through defenses.  The entire world was racked by the worst devastation man had dealt out.  Earth was a forgiving mistress, but, this time, she allowed Mankind to reach to about  1/2% before letting him live.

Shidey looked at the two-headed birds and the five-footed cat.  He found it both strange and wonderful that this already radioactive city was now one of the few refuges left on the planet.

 

Word Count:  150

Namaste,

Scott

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OMG!

I have now been with Amazon for 10 years, started out buying, now buy and sell both for me and for our local library.

Amazon has, recently, decided they needed to update their security.  So, beginning last month, 11/1/2017,  when I try to log into either account, I have to wait for a phone call and enter a security code.  All well and good.

I have to say that the response time is excellent.  I seldom have to wait more than a few moments for the initial phone call to come through.  I enter the code and am logged in.  This part has been accomplished with little or no problems.  Yeah!

Now, when I log in, it is to my buyer’s account.  I understand that and prefer it..  I click on “account” and click on “seller account” to switch.  This has, regrettably added another trip to the phone for another security code to get into the seller account of the account I am already logged into.  I see this as redundant, but understandable.  For me, it only takes a few seconds – who cares?

All and good – in a perfect world.  However, in this world, when the computer accepts my switch to the buyer account and gives me the screen for the code – often it is a screen asking me which way I wish the code sent – phone, cell phone, test…still ok, just a bit troublesome.

Following this, there is, very often, no place to type in the code and/or the code does not get sent.  This then requires me to keep reclicking on the screen and/or start over with the entire login process.  Okay, this is getting a bit ridiculous.

Now, this process has required me to do the entire process over on one occasion – two times.  This has meant logging in 3 times.

To make matters worse, this is for just one account.  I run two accounts and have to go through this for both of them, often.

So, it still being only a few minutes and I have never NOT been able to get into my account, I have not worried.

Today, I decided to put in a trouble report just so someone would take a look at it as this is about the 4-6 week (counting practice) that this has been going on.  I logged in, went to “contact us” and logged a suggestion/complaint.

I received an answer back in email about 10-20 minutes later.  Pretty quick.  The email was from the help desk consultant or whatever they choose to title that person as and  said that (paraprase) “my understanding is that you wish to be reinstated as a seller and have …” .  It went on to tell me that their records show I had been inactive for some time and that often credit card info was asked to be reentered to get the account going.  Then I was given instructions on how to do this.

This all came under the heading of  – problem: secondary login trouble – nothing said about needing to be reinstated.  In fact, nothing in my entire report to them even hinted of this issue.  I responded back on their grading/question response sheet with 1s and 2s for all the questions and a comment declaring that the help person did not ever read my problem report.

Now, all that being said – I love Amazon.  I am not blaming them for this particularly.  I run into this sort of thing a lot from different people. Normally, I simply stop buying from the company.  But I am not going to stop buying/selling on Amazon. I enjoy both and love helping our library raise money for new books.  My anger is simply that this has been the most blatant experience of “we don’t really have time to bother with you, so here is a kinda answer to your problem, maybe.”

My understanding is that many US companies are using oversea personnel to handle phone and write-in problems because it is cheaper to pay them and, often, their day hours are out night ones. I don’t mind this, UNLESS, I cannot understand the person on the other end of the phone or they can’t obviously read my English email to help me with my problem.

This is not a race issue.  This is simply an issue with companies wasting money trying to save it.  This amounts to the same thing as I was told once when the method of building security in a place I was went from 2 detailed walk-thrus a shifton 2nd/3rd to a quick spot check every hour (from 4 checks to 16 per night)  Hitting the Detex stamp clocks became the way insurance companies decided how good your security was.  And having a guard walk the rounds 8 times instead of thoroughly checking 2x was much better on insurance rates.  The company would actually save enough that the occasional robbery would not be such a long with all they would save on insurance.

Okay, this has gone and digressed.  I will stop here.  Just irked me that it happened and that all my “suggestion” work is doubtfully doing to accomplish anything.  – maybe I am just tired-

Namaste,

Scott

It Just Couldn’t Wait!

I was going to do something about myself on this post, but just couldn’t after watching this TEDtalk.

Please, give it your 15 minutes and, if I am wrong, chastise me in the comments.  I will get back to selfishly talking about me soon, I promise.

Abundance!!!!

Namaste,

Scott

Friday Fictioneers – A Memory…A Fear…Glad I am Older

Friday Fictioneers is here again.  100 words – full story – based on photo prompt.  Run by Rochelle.

When was growing up, I was fortunate enough to know 5 of my great grandparents, the last one passing when I was about 16.  Mom’s  grandparents (4) were from Kentucky and we would visit them a few times a year.  One of them lived very high up in the mountains, used 2 horses or mules to pull his plow to plant and harvest his small tobacco field.  He would also milk his cow every day.  The story below is not fully true, but did come from some memories and fears combined when I was young.  Enjoy!

Photo provided by PHOTO PROMPT © What’s His Name

Well, Crap

Little Timmy walked the poorly-lit path toward the outhouse of his great grandparents. The weeds were taller than Timmy and he could no longer see the house when he glanced back. He heard the large bumble bees on the weeds. The 25 yard trek seemed to take forever.

Finally arriving, Timmy settled in and prepared to sit over the pitch-colored hole. A noise got his attention and he looked in the dark corner at a five-foot rattlesnake on the floor of the small building. Tommy made it back to the house before realizing his pants were still in the outhouse.

Word Count: 100

Thanks for reading and commenting.

Namaste,

Scott

Ten Things I Love About Men

Everyone should note here that I did not write this. A woman did. A very special woman…

Mollie Player

Best Nonfiction Book - Rich Dad Poor Dad1. Men don’t freak out over criticism. The other week, my babysitter quit. She said our parenting style was too “laid back.” (She was being nice, of course. She could’ve said my kids are brats.) After I read the email, I consulted with two friends at length, seeking ways to validate my choices and to work through my embarrassment. My husband, on the other hand? He read the email, made a single statement (which I won’t repeat here), then placed it all in a file and red-stamped it. Case closed.

2. Men are willing to take a backseat. My husband’s greatest joy in life is his mostly happy, mostly loving family. The role he chooses to play in keeping it that way is to support my parenting decisions as well as my self-care. He helps in any way he can, and doesn’t micromanage. Most of all, he realizes that the…

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