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June 8, 2016

Limitations

Filed under: Amusement,Children — bitchontheblog @ 15:28
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Last night Hillary Clinton said that Trump is “temperamentally unfit to be president”.

Leaving aside that I agree with her it set me thinking on what any of us are or not temperamentally suited to. My mother maintains to this day that I’d make a marvellous teacher. “You have the patience I don’t”, she used to say when it came to, say, my siblings. It’s true. I have the patience of a saint twinned. Give me a needle and a thread and I will do that camel thing the Bible mentions.

However, there is patience and there is patience. Some years ago, in one of my many madder moments, I thought it might be financially prudent to retrain as a plumber (their hourly charges eyewatering – daylight robbery; supply and demand and all that). So – as one does – I dipped my toe into a test drive. Dear dog in heaven. Patience doesn’t come into those diagrams. Spatial thinking does. And whilst I am a mean parker of cars in unlikely spaces I just couldn’t fathom my future life going round the bend. So that was that. I still come cheap.

Sweethearts, do tell me, what are you “temperamentally unfit” to do?

U

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14 Comments »

  1. Overeat.

    Comment by rummuser — June 8, 2016 @ 15:51 | Reply

    • Obviously I wouldn’t wish to hurt you, Ramana. So be warned: I love cooking for people. And when they are men I am of that old fashioned thinking that MEN need extra LARGE portions. Stems from the mindset and time when men felled trees and split them into logs.

      Hug,
      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 9, 2016 @ 10:21 | Reply

  2. Life?

    Comment by magpie11 — June 8, 2016 @ 20:03 | Reply

    • By which, I take it, you mean “prison”. Oh my god, Magpie. Paint me hell, paint me prison. I’d probably go looney within 24 hours. I can’t bear being confined – for a second – at the best of times. Lifts being the exception. At the worst [of times]? Count me out. Not that that is the only reason I have never committed a crime.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 9, 2016 @ 09:57 | Reply

  3. Teach

    XO
    WWW

    Comment by wisewebwoman — June 9, 2016 @ 03:10 | Reply

    • Why, WWW? Mind you I mustn’t make the most common mistake one does: Namely, that just because I think you have a lot to teach it would amuse you to do so.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 9, 2016 @ 10:16 | Reply

  4. Too numerous to count, but it doesn’t matter. I am suited for my life right now.

    Comment by cheerfulmonk — June 9, 2016 @ 04:12 | Reply

    • One of my brothers-in-law (he retired recently) finds it immensely satisfying to employ his fly catcher.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 9, 2016 @ 10:17 | Reply

  5. Too many things to enumerate all that I am temperamentally unfit to do. But we do them anyway just to make life exciting for us and everyone around us.

    Comment by Looney — June 9, 2016 @ 04:21 | Reply

    • Don’t underestimate yourself, Looney. One of my first holiday jobs (when still at school) was taking an inventory. In a factory that manufactured, please don’t laugh, screws, nails and all things small. One might have thought the last thing a seventeen year old wants to do at six in morning is measure out and often count (piece by piece) bits of metal. I loved it. Probably appealed to my sense of order, being methodical. So soothing. In fact, so enchanted they were by my unfailing enthusiasm for the task between those never ending narrow and tall shelves when it all came to an end I was offered a job upstairs. To do what you do on a conveyor belt. Beat pieces of metal into submission, employing scary machinery. I was sorry to leave when school beckoned for my attention again. Then it was my poor mother’s own devil of a job to get me out of bed in the morning.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — June 9, 2016 @ 10:08 | Reply

      • Keep in mind that I am an engineer of a researchy type, so contemplating the microscopic grain structure of the particular steel alloy as I examine each of the tiny screws would leave me fascinated for extended periods of time. Then there is the question of what the final distribution of the crystalographic orientations is for the atomic structure of the metal after all the metal forming processes. Sounds like a truly exciting job.

        Comment by Looney — June 9, 2016 @ 13:09 | Reply

  6. Management — Fortunately, I had a good career with only a short period where I was a boss. (And they keep asking me back as a contracter.)

    Comment by Mike — June 10, 2016 @ 01:36 | Reply

  7. “your call is important to us…all our operators are on other calls…you are xyz# in the queue…we are experiencing a busy period right now…call back in an hour…”

    the people in these places definitely fit into your temper-mentally unsuitable positions!

    Comment by cedar51 — June 10, 2016 @ 05:20 | Reply


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