Today my neighbour, in the condo apartment right beside me, was back to his old ways. I wasted 45 minutes hoping that he would knock off the hammering and sawing, until I couldn't take it anymore. At 7:45PM I called and made a noise complaint. The city only had one By-law Enforcement Officer on duty, so it took him about an hour to show up and knock on my neighbour's door. Unfortunately, when he got there, my neighbour wasn't making any noise.
The Officer explained the By-law to my neighbour and made him aware of the fines associated with breaking the noise By-law. The next time my neighbour breaks the By-law I now know that I should call right away, so that the Officer who arrives will actually be able to hear the noise. If my neighbour doesn't smarten up, I'll just follow the By-law Officer's advice and keep on making noise complaints.
What's going through my neighbour's mind? Did he think that after two days of not breaking the noise By-law, I would forget about the fact that all that noise pisses me off?
I don't have to put up with the noise, so why should I? Why does my neighbour think that I would? He really does baffle me.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Why does that bother me?
My next door neighbour has been renovating his condo. The renovations have been going on for several weeks. The renovations start at about 9AM and continue on until about 10PM, almost every day.
There's no way to do any serious renovating without making a lot of noise. I understand that, I accept that and can tolerate that, within reason. Doing renovations, next door to me, until 10PM is not reasonable. I went over to talk to my neighbour about it last night. He didn't really seem to understand what my problem was but I thought he had agreed to stop all the noise by 7PM from now on. The city I live in has a noise By-law that prohibits construction noise between the hours of 7PM and 7AM. I mentioned the by-law to him when we spoke yesterday but didn't make too much of a point about it. Yesterday I was still trying to "be neighbourly".
I guess he didn't agree to stop making noise at 7PM because I had to go over to talk to him today at 8:30PM, when I got tired of listening to his table saw.
Me: It's after 7PM you have to stop making the noise.
Him: Come on it's not even 9 O'clock.
Me: There's a noise By-law that says you need to stop at 7PM.
Him: Why does that bother you?
Me: I live next door. I have work to do. I have the right to some peace and quiet. That's a reasonable request. Do you want me to call By-law enforcement?
Him: No I don't want that. (He said that rather quietly and was quite obviously upset by how the conversation was progressing).
Me: That's up to a $5000 fine.
Him: OK.
I've got a pretty good approach when I get into those kinds of conversations. I don't argue. I don't try to justify what I'm saying. I don't raise my voice. I just state the facts and answer questions VERY DISPASSIONATELY. It really throws people. They don't know how to react and it makes them very uncomfortable. Sometimes it makes them squirm and I enjoy watching them squirm.
Why can't people have consideration for others? Why do they have to be assholes? Why do I even have to ask them to knock off their objectionable behaviour? Why do they think that there's nothing wrong with their behaviour? Why do they get all prissy when I say something to them about it? I have a theory. Assholes are assholes and they act like assholes because they are assholes. You just have to make them stop. Being diplomatic and neighbourly to assholes doesn't seem to work.
There's no way to do any serious renovating without making a lot of noise. I understand that, I accept that and can tolerate that, within reason. Doing renovations, next door to me, until 10PM is not reasonable. I went over to talk to my neighbour about it last night. He didn't really seem to understand what my problem was but I thought he had agreed to stop all the noise by 7PM from now on. The city I live in has a noise By-law that prohibits construction noise between the hours of 7PM and 7AM. I mentioned the by-law to him when we spoke yesterday but didn't make too much of a point about it. Yesterday I was still trying to "be neighbourly".
I guess he didn't agree to stop making noise at 7PM because I had to go over to talk to him today at 8:30PM, when I got tired of listening to his table saw.
Me: It's after 7PM you have to stop making the noise.
Him: Come on it's not even 9 O'clock.
Me: There's a noise By-law that says you need to stop at 7PM.
Him: Why does that bother you?
Me: I live next door. I have work to do. I have the right to some peace and quiet. That's a reasonable request. Do you want me to call By-law enforcement?
Him: No I don't want that. (He said that rather quietly and was quite obviously upset by how the conversation was progressing).
Me: That's up to a $5000 fine.
Him: OK.
I've got a pretty good approach when I get into those kinds of conversations. I don't argue. I don't try to justify what I'm saying. I don't raise my voice. I just state the facts and answer questions VERY DISPASSIONATELY. It really throws people. They don't know how to react and it makes them very uncomfortable. Sometimes it makes them squirm and I enjoy watching them squirm.
Why can't people have consideration for others? Why do they have to be assholes? Why do I even have to ask them to knock off their objectionable behaviour? Why do they think that there's nothing wrong with their behaviour? Why do they get all prissy when I say something to them about it? I have a theory. Assholes are assholes and they act like assholes because they are assholes. You just have to make them stop. Being diplomatic and neighbourly to assholes doesn't seem to work.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Proof that the moon landing was faked
A recently discoverd photograph proves, without a doubt, that the moon landing was faked.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
The road to becoming an RT
The beginning of the road to becoming an RT, is the road to RT school.
This is what the road looks like in the Winter (when I'm waiting for the bus):
This is what the road looks like now (when I'm walking to school):
This is what the road looks like in the Winter (when I'm waiting for the bus):
This is what the road looks like now (when I'm walking to school):
I hates Winter.
Saturday, July 04, 2009
Propofol
I was going to make a snide remark about using Propofol, to get to sleep, in my last post. I couldn't figure out how to do that in a relatively tasteful way.
This is a good post about Propofol: http://breathinstephen.com/propofol/
This is a good post about Propofol: http://breathinstephen.com/propofol/
3AM! WTF?
Lately, I've gotten in the habit of staying up really late and sleeping in. Last night I decided that I should start getting up early, like a responsible grown up. There's something not right about sleeping in until 10:30AM and then lounging around for a few hours before you take a shower and get dressed.
Last night I set my alarm clock for 6:45AM. That's the latest that I can get up, when I'm in school and have an 8AM class. I was wide awake at 3AM and still am, 5.5 hour later. I got 3 hours of sleep last night! WTF? What part of me decided to be bright eyed and bushy tailed at 3AM and how can it be punished?
Last night I set my alarm clock for 6:45AM. That's the latest that I can get up, when I'm in school and have an 8AM class. I was wide awake at 3AM and still am, 5.5 hour later. I got 3 hours of sleep last night! WTF? What part of me decided to be bright eyed and bushy tailed at 3AM and how can it be punished?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
It's not my fault
It's the professors fault.
At some point in my studies I thought that Thebesian Veins were called Thesbian Veins. When I started looking over my notes recently, I discovered that the veins in question were called Thebesian Veins and not Thesbian Veins. That explains why I could never find a mention of Thesbian Veins in the indices of my A&P textbooks!
Today I figured out where my misunderstanding came from. It's what I was taught in one of my lectures and I have a print out of the PowerPoint slide to prove it! It's funny how my brain absorbed that little typo and was unable to correct it.
It's not my fault. It's the professors fault because she taught me something that was wrong. It's also not fair. Glad I cleared that up :-)
Every once in a while I find fairly serious error error in a textbook and wonder why no one else seems to notice. I recently found a horribly mislabeled diagram in my favourite A&P textbook and actually started laughing because it was so bad. What really bothers me about textbook errors is the fact that the publishers don't make Errata available that list the errors. WTF?
At some point in my studies I thought that Thebesian Veins were called Thesbian Veins. When I started looking over my notes recently, I discovered that the veins in question were called Thebesian Veins and not Thesbian Veins. That explains why I could never find a mention of Thesbian Veins in the indices of my A&P textbooks!
Today I figured out where my misunderstanding came from. It's what I was taught in one of my lectures and I have a print out of the PowerPoint slide to prove it! It's funny how my brain absorbed that little typo and was unable to correct it.
It's not my fault. It's the professors fault because she taught me something that was wrong. It's also not fair. Glad I cleared that up :-)
Every once in a while I find fairly serious error error in a textbook and wonder why no one else seems to notice. I recently found a horribly mislabeled diagram in my favourite A&P textbook and actually started laughing because it was so bad. What really bothers me about textbook errors is the fact that the publishers don't make Errata available that list the errors. WTF?
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The mean things that I can say
The meanest thing I said last semester: "It's not you're fault you're stupid. You were probably born that way".
That was funny. Fortunately, I was talking to a smart girl who has a good sense of humour. She's also the one who told me, that I'm a nice person who says mean things...
That was funny. Fortunately, I was talking to a smart girl who has a good sense of humour. She's also the one who told me, that I'm a nice person who says mean things...
I'm now a second year!
I just paid my part of the fees for the next school year so, in my mind, I'm officially a second year Student Respiratory Therapist.
Total fees for next year are $4,672.31. My part of the fees is$3,672.31. The college will take care of the difference, by giving me a $1,000 bursary, as per our agreement.
Total fees for next year are $4,672.31. My part of the fees is$3,672.31. The college will take care of the difference, by giving me a $1,000 bursary, as per our agreement.
Studying at my leisure
I'm actually spending some time studying these days. It's kind of nice. No deadlines. No tests. No exams. Just spending time reviewing and learning things better.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
A good RT book
I've recently been reading a good RT book. I actually got a good mark (82%) in my Pathophysiology course last semester. Unfortunately, even with the good mark, I still felt that I didn't really know much about pathophysiology. A friend at school recommended a book by Terry DesJardins, called Clinical Manifestations and Assessment of Respiratory Disease. As I read throught that book, I'm finding that the pathophysiology, that I should know, is starting to be known.
Monday, June 01, 2009
Not hokey anymore
I just stumbled across the AARCs newer "Life and Breath" video. It's actually pretty good. It's definitely not hokey like the old one. I can actually show it to people, without feeling embarrassed.
This is the newer one, that isn't hokey.
This is the older one that's pretty hokey.
This is the newer one, that isn't hokey.
This is the older one that's pretty hokey.
Where are the jobs?
Dr. Scott McLeod over at Dangerously Irrelevant has an interesting post about the relative changes in employment, by sector, over time. Check out his Manufacturing jobs just ain't what they used to be post. His analysis sure makes "Education and Health Services" look like good sectors for employment. The charts below are from his post.
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