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September 15, 2004
Childhood Memories and Stupid Camera Companies
So I’ve been thinking of something interesting to talk about in today’s journal entry and low and behold I get to work. This morning I had to take a mandatory training online about company ethics and conflicts of interest. It was quite interesting, learning about the gold mine in front of us. That was sarcasm in case you were wondering. It seems that the company has the mindset that it is like fort Knox and needs to protect its information from top to bottom and from everyone including a family member, a partner, or a spouse.
It was one of those trainings that you can’t help but to laugh through and ask yourself “Do I love my job as much as they are telling me I should?”.
Now on to the “memories” portion of our program. Have you ever had something spark a memory and not really sure why? Today I saw the eyewitness news team outside my office building. For some reason the words “Eyewitness” brought back memories to when I was little living in NYC. It makes me wonder if that’s a part of bigger cities that we tend to forget exists growing up and living in a smaller city. Its one of those things we can live without no matter what city we live in however it still stands out as something that’s different.
With that, it brought back memories of a man called Howie Bee’s. Bee’s mind you was not his real last name however it was a nickname because he made jewelry out of bee’s. The man was “the one our mothers warned us about”. My cousin Paul was more afraid of him than the boogieman himself and I mean that seriously. The reason he came to mind was that he was mentally unstable and would walk around with a microphone and have the wire going into an empty pocket. Now being the 70’s there was no such thing as wireless anything, and no tape recorder in his pocket told us (as did our parents) that he was a bit insane. He would walk around interviewing people for the eyewitness news which brings me to another memory of my sister, myself, and our childhood friend, making our own tape recordings of self created events and reporting to you live from a little 2 bedroom apartment on Knox Place in the Bronx. We were kids and that’s our excuse. I say that in order to disqualify any thoughts of relation to Howie Bee’s although people may say we were crazy. Some would still say that we are.
I remember his parents locking him out and refusing to open the door or talk to him. He would sit and cry in the hallway. I believe his parents ended up committing suicide by jumping off the roof but not too sure on the circumstance. This was about 27 years ago and through the eyes of an 8-year-old child which makes me wonder….
I wonder if the memories are distorted because time has passed, or if it was the time itself of being a kid. Why does it seem every memory I have of NYC and my childhood there, I recall as being 8 years old. I may have been 7 or 9 but I always seem to pick 8 as the guessing point. It couldn’t have been younger because how could any 6 year old have that kind of insight.
So this evening brings frustrations. The camera that we ordered, we are now seeing problems with the company we ordered from. I advise you strongly if you are looking online to buy a digital camera, do not order from A&M Photoworld. They want us to call because we are having it shipped to a different address than where the billing goes for the credit card. I can understand protecting the customers however if they tried to call a bank to verify a different address, the bank could not give that information to anyone but the account holder. It’s a silly request that serves them no purpose and delays my order. After reading more reviews on this company, I found that they are known for making customers contact them so they can try and “up sell” the product. I wouldn’t have a problem with telling them no thank you however you can't get a hold of anyone in the office. It’s been 4 days with no response or communication from them. I will most likely cancel the order and just go with a different (more reputable) company.
The highlight was talking with my friend Renee. God I miss people in Rochester. So we laughed and talked about old times, new times, and it was just nice to catch up. I can’t wait till I have a chance to go back and visit or have friends come visit me.
Well that’s about all she wrote…. Where did that phrase come from and who is “she”?…
Till next time….. same bat time, same bat channel..
Posted by Des at September 15, 2004 08:36 PM
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