What are you afraid of?

Now and then, I'll 'evaluate' myself ...by talking to myself.

Recently (in the car on my way home), I asked myself, "What are you afraid of?" As if, it was being asked by someone one could trust with their innermost.

First and foremost (atleast until it can be defined further), I'm not a big fan of hostile confrontation, especially verbal, between coworkers and friends. All others I'm at ease with. And, this is most definitely to a detriment. For instance, we needed to fabricate an addition to our tempering machine at work to make the flow of progress much more efficient. It was discussed for quite some time, but with everything going on in our shop, there was very little opportunity to progress. When that time did arrive and we discussed what materials to use, there was conflict; wood, which was plentiful and cheap, or aluminum and tin, which was more costly and an ordering process that would have taken up to 2 weeks. The wood won over because of one man's insistance (although we have a welder and machine on premise), and now we wait and see if it catches fire: hopefully not. What we did make out of aluminum (we have a metal bender), there was conflict over. Keeping in mind that I run this operation that the additional fabrication is for, the wood idea was from the 'manager' of another division (of which we are all a part of) ...that might be another post. Anyway, although neither of us has explicit authority over the other (unless my division is not in operation, then he does have authority over me), I allowed him to lead the process of this additional fabrication. Wow, this is getting longer than I thought it would be. Aaaannnd, back to the aluminum part ...after a few minutes of thought and discussion with a coworker, I had to step up. So, roughly 15 minutes after the discussion with the 'leader,' I had to disagree and tell him. I'm going to make these {this way}. He said 'ok.' Hrmmmm ....learn something.

I'm afraid of flying stinging insects, like wasps, hornets and bees. If the means are convenient, I'll atleast try to kill a bee, though. I don't get close enough to hornets and wasps to kill them. And they know it. They taunt me all the time. I hate those things. When I was a little kid, like 5 I think, I was stung on my upper-inner thigh (extremely close to something I would soon be close to) by a bee. That was a terrifying ordeal. Then, two years ago, helping my father-in-law trim a loquat tree in our backyard, I was swarmed and attacked by hornets. Since that day, you will hear a grown man wine about hornets and wasps.

I've had other fears in the past, but a great deal of them have been dealt with and there's nothing I can think of now that I fear ...save hornets, wasps, bees, and verbal hostile conflict between coworkers and friends. Thats all!

There is this restaurant

Not sure why, but i can't remember the name of the restaurant right now. Maybe i'll remember by the end of this post.

Anyway, three others and myself were sent to a job site in gulfport, ms. we were setup at the imperial palace, cuz it was like a 3-4 day job. well ...we're at the imperial palace ...let's play. we gotta eat. needless to say we did have fun.

To move on ...lol
Theres this restaurant in the Imperial Palace; second floor i believe. now, i don't make a lot of money, so what i played with was little, and had little to eat on (meaning nothing extravagant). so, one night we checked out this restaurant. i had looked at the menu just prior and noticed that their prices were REALLY GOOD for a casino restaurant around here. Including tip i spent $13. Not bad. But now i bring you to the food ...WOW!

i'm not really a food critic by any means. i just like to eat what i like to eat. That was one of the best restaurant burgers i have ever had. and i eat a lot of burgers ...but i'll pay for it then, not having to wait til wednesday. Second only to Roshelle's (spell check) Cafe in Mobile, AL. The atmosphere was relaxing. The staff great. Timing great. Taken care of. Eat a burger in this restaurant, losing a lot of money on the tables won't hit so hard. When i was sitting there by myself one night eating the 'High Tide' burger, i had a moment. I wanted everyone to come here and check this place out. You'll love it.

oh yeah, i think its called "High Tide." Second floor at the Imperial Palace in Biloxi, MS.

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