It could possibly be, that management’s primary connection to this subculture, is their hiring policy. I can see why. It is their enduring optimism, even in the face of impossible odds, the same reason I have come to like them so much: they are “contagious”! But, if management could have seen the “funny business” going on behind my phone interview for this job, LOL!, convincing them I was a long time Trekker ... . I have Jan, Jeff’s wife, to thank for that. She is the one who kept insisting that I was just a “naturally occurring Trekker”. At times, I suspect that she is more in charge of personnel on the tech level, than her husband.
Oooo, Bells! Does your orchestra have a glockenspiel? It is so wonderful for Christmas music. I love Manheim Steamroller!!! :-D Listening to them, makes me wish it was snowing out here, instead of dusting, and sanding. "Oh, I'm dreaming of a sandblasted Christmas, ... " ;-D
I think you are right about that. Not all men, are “all that” dangerous. We had a long phone conversation last night, and I think I can see why S’Shon has problems meeting anyone. He is so preoccupied with his work, and I doubt that any non-tech can understand what he is saying. I do give him credit for realizing it; though, and trying to encourage me to tell him what I do, when I am tracking. I grew up doing it, but in perfect silence, no inner-mental-dialog. So that was just as funny - and awkward. (Unless some techy trekkie invents the “universal translator”, soon, we could be doomed! ROFL!!!) At least we had archeology, gardening, botany and herbalism to fall back on. But I still think, that he did sort’a trick me, on the “non-dating dating” part. Out here, there really is nowhere to “go out”, except to sit on one of the rock formations, and talk (the usual, flora/fauna nature talks, that spontaneously happen). I think he assumed that it was the equivalent. So maybe he tricked us b
I was only joking when I made that reference to ST, but it is a very strange cooperate culture, anyway. (I once lived with the Salvation Army, and they have a similar pretended military structure) The upper offices are either not in on the silliness of the techs, or they do not admit to it. They all seem to know better, when communicating with “normal people”. Everyone just seems to turn it up a few notches with me, as a joke. Did I ever mention, what the big embarrassing misunderstanding was at “first contact”(it took me a while to get that joke, as well) I tend to regard everyone as somewhat foreign, and try to be very polite, a carry over from the rez, I suppose. From my reaction, they just assumed that I knew what pop culture code they were speaking. It went on for days, before anyone realized that I was slightly lost. I did not grow up with television and movies, but I am catching up fast. :-)
I really don’t believe that I am in all that much “green girl” danger. I have always made it clear from the start that I was not that color ;-). And if I have to repeat, well that is not a problem. I grew up working with animals. To “fix” a behavior in a horse, can take up to 100 repetitions, plus 100 more for any one single time that you are even perceived to be inconsistent. Also, I don’t think that I am attracted to dangerous men. My 'danger quotient' is more than satisfied, on almost a daily basis. (I faced down a lion, out by the water tank, only last month) I think my problem is that I automatically judge any man that would be attracted to “me”, that way. (but, looking back, they all were.) Maybe I have just acquired a very badly poisoned attitude towards men. Maybe the ones that I judge to be “to young”, are the normal ones. Just a recent thought. I truly have absolutely no idea.
So, I should be looking for an “anti-ex”: a mentally stable, non-OCD, under-achiever, who is kind to animals, with a less than genius levels IQ. But, it is difficult to see this happening. I would need to be some other person. As I am, I seem to attract the truly weird ones. I strongly suspect than any man that could ever be attracted to me, must be very dangerous. That first one was. All the others were, as well (why I did not date). And now, I appear to have let my self be tricked(?) into “non-dating dating” this strange “child” (sorry, but that is my impression of him, regardless of his calender age), who is, without doubt, also the most unconventional, so far. Let’s see, if I apply the “anti-ex” test: He is a happy, under-achiever(no ambition for world domination); who is kind to animals. OCD, if so, he conceals it well? Lower IQ - total fail! Mental stability? ... Oops!!! He seems to think he is living in Star Trek, and is attracted to a woman who eats bugs! ;-)