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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 18, 2024, 04:09:30 AM »

Just a passing thought...washing the clubs...

Probably why I ALWAYS got an early loop at the Country Club.  The Caddy Master KNEW that I would bring my golfer's bag to the place, and wash them and put them away.  And, being me, I would wash ALL the other clubs that were brought up.  It was more FUN than sitting on my ass in the caddy area.

So, HE didn't have to wash them and could whatever else he needed to do.

Once, he asked me if I played golf, and I said "No, I don't have any clubs".  He smiled, and walked into a back room and brought out a club and set it on the counter.  "Well, now you do, that club is yours."

I almost peed my panties, I was SO excited.  So I finished washing the clubs, and then picked up MY CLUB and walked to the bus stop and got back home...I had been staring at the club as I washed the other clubs.

It was a very old pitching wedge, and I bought a few dozen plastic golf balls and hit them ALL OVER our house.  I would have to climb onto the fence, and pull myself into the roof, and seek the  balls out in the rain gutters, and jump down and then hit them all over the house again.

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 18, 2024, 03:22:03 AM »

...Just have to re-post this...
https://youtu.be/Kx3W4F80L04?si=4qQuabAVenkioLa4

Winston Churchill...what a Historic figure!!!     I interesting how famous men in WWII had such names.  Churchill *Church on the Hill*  Stalen *Steel worker" Eisenhour, *Iron Worker*, I guess Patton just had to rely on his own name.  What a job they had...guiding men into War.  My son was a Marine Medic, and they wanted him to become an Infantry Officer.  I asked him why he didn't...he was home from one of the Iraq Wars...and he replied that he did not want to order men to attack knowing that some would be killed.

That is something to ponder.  I mean, the Officers do issue such orders.  There was a situation in WWII, where the Allies had the Germans in a bad position, and the Colonel called the back HQ, and asked what to do, and the reply was...

...ATTACK, ATTACK, ATTACK...

So, they ATTACKED...and won...

But, they also lost men.

 

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 18, 2024, 01:34:55 AM »

...Washing the Golfers clubs...

I guess that this activity does show my submissive side, it is just not a part I play in a sexual R/P.

When I was caddying, after I learned how to handle the job, I would usually get out on an early loop.  Two of the golfers would have a riding cart, another pulled his bags on a small cart, and I would CARRY a bag for my golfer.  It would last the morning, and I would carry my golfers bag into the storage area, and carefully wash them, and place them in the reserved spot.  There would ALWAYS be other clubs brought in, and so I would stay and wash them.  The Caddy Master would watch over me as he ALSO washed clubs!!!     I had thought that the Caddy Master was some sort in important person at the Country Club, but...he would wash clubs.

I thought it was better to stay in the Caddy Shack and wash clubs rather that sit by the golf carts below and wait for my name to be called to caddy.  That was a rather unique experience when I sat with the other caddies.  We would stay quiet, many of the caddies were middle aged men, and didn't want we kids to carry on.  Plus, the Caddy Master watched over us, and if you made trouble...well...you would not get out on a loop.  So, I just sat, as a female some guys wanted to talk to me, but I just brushed them away.

But, I actually enjoyed washing clubs.  I would bring the bag to the sink area, and pull the irons out and set them in hot water...just the heads were in the water...I was always VERY CAREFULL to not get water on the grips.  The irons would soak as I examined the woods...there was usually only three of them...and they could NOT be soaked in water.  So, I would wipe them down, and use a tee to scrape any dirt from the indentions on the front.  The irons often needed a scrubbing with steel wool, but the clubs would be nice and clean, as if they were new.  I would then carry the bag to it's spot and put it away, and then go back and pick up another bag and get to work.

I earned a lot of money carrying clubs, and saved it all.  I put it in the bank, and later, bought 'Katherine'...my 1910 cello.

Hey, performing such work as a young woman led to me going to college and getting a BA, JD, CPA, Attorney at Law, and I am SURE that many other people had menial jobs at an early age.  A good friend who had a paper route became a PhD in Entymology...a BUG DOCTOR!!!!

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 17, 2024, 01:06:59 AM »

..How NOT to prepare for a Court Hearing...

As I have written, the asshole Jr Partner of a firm I worked for did NOT like me.  Probably because I wouldn't kiss his shoes and tell him...over and over...how WONDERUL he was.  (I Did kiss my Ex's shoes and tell him how wonderful he was in a sex game we played.     But I would grab his shoes before we started and wash them... )

Anyway...He would tell the Secretaries to assign me ALL of the shit jobs.   

So, one winter day, I drove up to a remote Court in the mountains, it was snowing a bit, and I was very careful.  It was an assignment from the Jr Partner...I had NEVER worked on the case. I found the Courthouse, it was a small one room structure, and I sat in my car for a while.  Then...a CAT jumped on the hood of my BMW...and I quickly got out and pushed it off...it was scratching me hood. 

As I was doing that, a very elderly man came out of the place and called to the cat.  I glared, and he glared back...and the cat ran up to him.

I got back into my car, and watched the clock, and when it was 8:30...I quickly got into the Courtroom...and...

...The elderly man...was THE JUDGE!!!!  and the cat was sitting by the bench, drinking some milk..

...I lost my Motion...

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 15, 2024, 09:30:21 PM »

...Badges...

..."HA!!!  I doan need no stinkin bodge" I snarled to Security.  The man just nodded, and pointed, "Go over there" he said.

...He had probably heard that lame response before.  (BODGES??? HA!!! WE DOAN NEED NO STINKIN BODGES!!!...one of my favorite Movie quotes)

I walked in my high heels to a desk, and showed them my Company ID card, and was told.  "The rules have changed, everyone HAS to wear a badge, even the Big Boss does."  I sighed, and calmed down and sat in a chair for a few minutes.  I was then called back into a small room, and was told to stand against a white wall.  I could see the HUGE camera, and knew that my picture was about to be taken.  So...I quickly freshened my lipstick and put on some powder...and then took the position they instructed me to.  I briefly thought about how I should arrange my face...Should I be sullen...dull...resigned...or with a huge smile on my face?  I just did a small smile, barely turning the corners of my mouth up.  That is what I did when I was trying to appear friendly.  It usually did NOT work.     My face is naturally in a rather stern expression, the ends of my mouth are downturned, and my eyes don't appear to be friendly.  I was bullied VERY badly as a child, and learned to not trust anybody, so my usual expression is very passive...I don't want to be looked at.  My face is expressive...I could SCARE witnesses when I didn't like what they were saying.

They took my picture, and I was told to sit back down.  I did, and then in about 10 minutes, I was handed MY BODGE!!!!

I LIKED it!!!  I didn't look too bad, and it had all sorts of stuff on it.  I was told, "This will get you into every floor of the building, except the top floor.  Someone will need to escort you there."  I just nodded, I had a corner office below the top floor, and never really WANTED to go to the top floor.  That is where decisions were made that I did NOT want to be associated with.  So, I clipped it to my collar and got into the elevator.  I had to use my new bodge to get it to take me up.

All of the Bodges had colored borders, mine was blue, and I didn't see many others with blue borders.  I was told that since I was a High Level Manager, I had a blue border. 

Hey...I LOVED IT!!!...

I could strut through the Building, and people would know that I was IMPORTANT!!!  Even though they had NO idea of what I did.

Again...I am easy to entertain...

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 14, 2024, 05:46:19 PM »

...Learning to not trust the creek...

As a very young child, there was a nice creek behind our house.  I would climb over the back fence, and get into it and explore.  Sometimes, it would be deep, and I would have to just walk along the banks, other times it was shallow and I could wade in it.  I was too young to understand 'tides', the creek emptied into the Bay Area, so the Ocean Tides did affect it.  I studied the creek very much, and collected plants and creatures, and put them in an aquarium.  The plants survived, but I learned to not place crawdads and other such creatures into it.  The creek was fun, and I would wade as far as I could in each direction.  It would pass under a military fence in each direction, and I stayed on my side.  I was afraid that if I crawled under the fence that I would get shot by the sentries.  Once, though...I did quickly crawl under and scurried to a ball that was on the other side, and grabbed it and crawled back onto my side.  It was a basketball...probably thrown over the fence by a kid.

But, as I once described, my parents were scurrying around, and I was told to pack a little suitcase with my favorite toys.  "You can't take them all" my Mother had said.  So, I did, and looked out the back window and saw the boy next door sitting on the fence.  So, I put on my raincoat, and climbed up beside him...and the creek was now a RIVER!!!  I was amazed...it was flowing VERY fast...and it was very deep!  NO WAY could ANYONE wade in it or even swim.  My Mother yelled at me to get back, and we drove across town to a Motel.

When we got back to our home three days later, the floor was covered with mud.  I was happy that my good toys were sitting on cabinets, Mom had seen to that.  So, Dad washed out the house with a hose...the floors were concrete...they were cheap homes built after WWII...and they were able to wash the walls and get us back living in them.  And... ...we children had the nice experience of the woman who drove by, and handed us each a HUGE Easter Basket full of candy and sweets.

So...I had a different attitude towards the creek after we got flooded out two times...

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 14, 2024, 04:14:39 PM »

...Shopped today, with my Mother.     It is fun, I get her a shopping cart, and then grab one for myself, and we briefly separate.  She is very elderly, and moves slowly, but her mind is fully alert, and she can safely walk if she has support.  So, I quickly grab the items I need on my list, and then fall behind her and stay with her.  I will reach for heavy items or stuff high on the shelf.  When she has gotten all she has on her list, and is getting tired, we wheel our carts to the stand, and checkout.  I then PAY for it all.   

...I dunno what Biden and the Dems are babbling about what a wonderful economy we have.  They point at the Stock Market...but...we are paying almost $100 more each week for what we usually buy.  The prices on all items are HIGHER that they were a year and a half ago!!! 

...This next Election will be very important, no doubt.  Biden is senile, they were showing him at various locations, and he always had a blank confused look on his face, and his Wife or an Aide had to direct him what to do.  If he gets re-elected, well...Those that are BEHIND HIM will make ALL of the Important decisions.  And, well, we don't know WHO they are or what they want.  The Dems say that Trump is going senile, but he is always very vigorous at Public Appearances, and can correctly respond to questions.  He does say things that 'Politicians' usually don't say, but Trump is a Businessman and doesn't care if he offends people.

...*Sighs*...The Politicos and Dems are now saying stupid things like "DEMOCRACY WILL END IF TRUMP GETS ELECTED!!!"

..."Shit"...Even IF Trump said "I am now the Dictator!!!"...ah...you IDIOTS!!!!  We have Congress, the Courts, and the Military who would say..."Ah, think again".

...Trump did say that he would issue a lot of Executive Orders on his first day, but they would be to REVERSE Executive Orders by Biden.

...After all, Biden DID publicly say to the World..."Hey, come in here if you want a better life." and he issued Executive Orders to accommodate them.  And when the News shows that illegals get housing, food, job opportunities...well...what third world peasant wouldn't want to come here?

...And Biden IS sending our VETS out of homes so they can make room for ILLEGALS!!!

...Countries HAVE to have borders...or then they aren't countries.  I am afraid that it is already too late.  MILLIONS of illegals have come in, and they are having babies here, who under our Laws are American Citizens.  So, the Dems argue that Families have to stay intact, so illegals easily get in, and they set up their own ghettos and such, and demand that WE accommodate their cultures.   So, those Barbaric Third World people say that we have to accept child labor, women just being property, and such.  If we don't...well...we are just RASCIST and intolerant of other cultures.

...Shit, you want such Barbaric customs...STAY THE HELL IN YOUR OWN COUNTRY!!!!!  People used to come here to have an opportunity to get an education, and a better standard of life for their children, and they did what they could to adapt.  Our History is replete with uneducated people who came here, worked hard, and their children became educated and went on to become Doctors, Lawyers, and Scientists.    But, the Dems say it is OK to haul children out of school at the 6th grade, and then make them become semi-performing adults. 

...Trump has promised to execute the LARGEST deportation program in US History...but...WHAT ELSE CAN BE DONE???

...Biden and the Dems ENCOURAGED the LARGEST illegal invasion in US History...   And, well...it WORKED!!!!

...Next generation...the good ol USA will be a confused combination of places trying EVERY culture in the World...and won't be a nice place to live in.

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 10, 2024, 05:54:00 AM »

https://youtu.be/mrudT410TAI?si=I4q9Kql3ZxPM9cQv

...I was insane in my younger years.  I can't BELIEVE what I did as a college student.  I was VERY angry at the girl that I got elected to be Student Body President.  I wanted to be appointed the Dean of Student Affairs, so I could have weekly meetings with Dr McCaffrey and discuss important issues.  But, the BITCH appointed me to be the ...SOCIAL DIRECTOR!!!  So, I was in charge of planning dances and such SHIT for the year!!!  And, I was a mousy little girl, never been to a dance, or such.  I almost turned down the appointment, but, I would get a half scholarship for serving, and I needed the help.  It was a very expensive college.  So, I pulled up my panties, and tried to get more 'sociable'. 

...I loved Donna Summer's music, and 'Killing Me Softly" hit me in a way that I can't describe.  I still feel a lot of anguish when I listen to it.  I am a manic/depressive, so I can over-react to things.  The song made me cry and I would go to my little bedroom, and lay in my bed for an hour.  At times, I would look over my budget, and sigh, I just couldn't afford to bring Donna to our campus.

...But...came the idiots that God above must have sent to me.  They said that they needed me to arrange a Concert for Donna in the Civic Auditorium.     I was flabbergasted!!!  But, I figured out that the City wouldn't let outsiders do a concert, but, me, as a local, could produce it.  So, well, I went along with it.  I was ALL excited, and even drove a car to pick her and her band up at the airport, and ended up driving several of her male black singers to the hotel.  They invited me in, but I just drove away.  If Donna had been in my car, and invited me in...I would have eagerly followed her. 

I didn't get to hear her sing, I was sitting in the box office clutching a shoe box that held ALL of the cash from the concert. 

I was just keeping my big mouth shut...and holding tight to the shoe box...

The idiot promotors and such were arguing over what had happened,,,the concert didn't go well...and I just sat there.  I had made sure that, since I was paying the expenses, I would get the CASH!!! 

The Cops who had been assigned to watch over me...I had hired a bunch for the Concert, and the Lt. had told two of them to stay with me...stood up, they were tired, and they hauled my butt out of the box office.  I was still clutching the shoebox.  They pushed me into the back of their cruiser, people wanted to speak with me, but they just pulled me along and got me into the cruiser, and we took off. 

I was relieved to count the money with the Finance Director, and go to bed.

And, shows how HONEST I am.  I did not take ANY of the money.  I could have easily stuffed a few handfuls into my panties and no one would have known anything.  But, it wasn't my money, so I got it all into the Student Accounts.

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 10, 2024, 03:30:18 AM »

...Flying a Kestral...

I have talked before about flying 'Sailplanes'.  Some people call them 'Gliders' since they don't have an engine.  But, 'Gliders' just fly straight, our military did use Gliders to bring troops in, but those things just flew straight.  Sailplanes can rise up in a thermal, or stay up in a wave.

And, all sailplanes aren't equal.  I learned in a Sweitzer 2:34, if memory serves me correct.  I was up front, and my Instructor was seated behind me.  The 2:34 was a rather ugly plane.  The wing was on the top, and the nose was large.  The wing was at the height of my head when I stood beside it.  But, I flew one from 2,000 feet to 10,000 feet, so it could do well.  There was a cute Sweitzer 1:26, it was a single seater, and the canopy was on the top, so your head would be held high, and you could see all around you.  But...there was also...the...KESTRAL....

It was a really lovely sailplane.  Pure white, with long tapered wings, and a 'T" tail.  The tail was shaped like a 'T", with the little wings on top.  I fell in LOVE with it, and would wash it down after an experienced pilot had flown it.  It was a very High Performance sailplane, and was designed for cross-country flights, or for flying into the Stratosphere.  The cost to rent it was expensive, and the Owner wouldn't just let anyone fly it.  He required that the pilot be skilled and experienced. 

One day, I had flown the 1:26, and was hanging around, talking with the other pilots.  I was describing where I had found a wave, and stayed up.  The Owner of the Kestral was sitting, listening, and nodding at times.  The middle aged guy probably thought it was nice to hear a young woman speak so well about sailing.  I was flabbergasted when he said to me, "The thermals are probably getting very strong now, hey, take my Kestral up and see what you can find."

I couldn't believe what he was saying, but 15 minutes later I was settling into the small cockpit of the Kestral.  The Owner said, "Take an hour...if you stay up longer I will get in the tug and hunt you and shoot you down."  I laughed.  But I whooped with joy as the Tug pulled me down the runway.  I was in a very reclined position, and the nose of the plane had plexiglass all over, so I could see EVERYTHING!!!!  I settled behind the tug, and lightly played with the rudders and the joystick to get a feel for the plane, and then at 1800 feet, I pulled the tow release, and did a soft climbing turn to the right.  The tug dived to the left, so the tow rope was well clear of me.

The next hour was...well...better than my Honeymoon.  I was alone in the Kestral, and the thing could somehow sniff out thermals.  I would be flying straight, and a wing would jump up...the Kestral was saying..."Hey bitch, here is a thermal."  I would turn hard in the direction that the wing was rising, and get into a thermal, and ride it up, and then search for another one.

I could have stayed up all afternoon, but, I watched my watch, and flew back to the field, and made a nice landing in an hour.  I had to be helped out of the cockpit...I just wanted to stay in the sailplane.   

I just couldn't get the experience out of my head.  I didn't have much money, but I caddied and did everything I could to earn money.  When I helped the Caddymaster wash golfers clubs, I dreamed that I would be able to earn and save enough money to buy a Kestral.

I ended up buying 'Katherine'...my cello...

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MTC OOC / Re: ...Izee's Thread

« Last post by Izee on January 08, 2024, 02:09:46 AM »

...Been busy, but it has been nice.  My Family and I had a nice gathering, we did not exchange gifts, we didn't have any children with us, and as I said to my Mother, "If there is anything I really want, well, I will go out and buy it."  She laughed, and said, "I do the same."  So, we just had a very nice meal, and sat and visited for a few hours, then had dessert and then broke up.  It was nice.   

I have been thinking about music for a while, lately.  My instruments are still their cases, and my electric piano is covered.  I am amazed that MUSIC is what I did for several years of my young adult life.  I even majored as a Music Performance Major for several years.  Those were AMAZING years, in many ways more challenging than Law School.  I spent hour after hour in closet sized practice rooms...(*Giggles*  Once, the door opened, and a middle class couple I had never seen before were standing there, and they asked me if they could take a picture of me playing the piano.  I agreed...I thought that maybe it was for a Publication.  After they took the picture, I asked them why they wanted it.  The man gruffly said, "Our daughter wants to major in music, we want to show her what she would be DOING for hours every day.  She needs to major in Business".  They left, and I almost fell off of the bench, I was laughing so hard.    )

I was watching a dramatic movie, and noticed that triplets were being added in the duple time frame of the music.  Most music is in duple time, and HEY, if 'DUPLE' isn't a word...IT SHOULD BE!!!  I have spoken.     But, triplets were being added.  They do add a lot of anxiety.  Beethovens 5th starts with triplets, and it is in duple time.  "Da da da...Dum....Da da da...Dum".  Those first three notes are triplets, you play THREE eighth notes when usually only TWO eighth notes occur in the beat.

Beethoven continued the triplets in the second movement,

https://youtu.be/6jroBAl3WW8

You can hear the lower strings...the cellos and bass...playing a quick triplet that lands on the beat.  The second movement starts at 16:52.  The really thrilling part begins at 21:10.  Beethoven puts together a truly thrilling and complex interaction among the musicians.  We cellos had a stamping beat we played at 23:50, and I was STAMPING MY BOW!!!!  At 25:10 my mind was SWIRLING!!!

Performing music is really an out of body experience.  I don't know how else to explain it.  I would look at the 'lollypops' on the score, but my mind was somewhere else.  I was aware that my body was moving, but my left hand was moving up and down the fingerboard, and my right had was 'shaping' the notes...not just pulling the bow back and forth. 

Well...I better get to bed, now.  and tomorrow...think about getting my instruments out of their cases...and taking the cover off of my piano.