Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.---A. Lincoln. Some people have asked, "Merle Wayne Sneed, what is the worst part of that hardware store job?" Alright, no one asked but I will tell you anyway. It is the noise in my ear all day. We are required to wear earpieces that let the authorities direct us to where we are needed. So, all day long there is a torrent of voices in my ear. "Go here, do that, blah, blah, blah." As bad as it is to hear people talking about business all day, it is made doubly worse by the nitwits making idle chitchat when they are bored. Some days I feel like Quasimodo trapped in the bell tower. I posted a note on the bulletin board in the employee break room that said, "Just because they give you radios, it doesn't mean you have to talk." Now they are mocking me...over the radio. This is my new dog Jack. He is 10 weeks old and is part Lab and part a bunch of other things. He was rescued by a group from the pound. I'm hoping the "bunch of other things" in his lineage don't turn out to be anything too scary. Also I hope he doesn't turn out to be a 100 pound monster. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky