I learned about kitchen triangles when I studied drafting in high school. Now it's "work areas," probably because modern kitchens look like they have a 30' triangle. Anyone who thinks a large kitchen is a necessity should look at the galley on a luxury train--I wrote about the subject a few...
Re: Rusty Brace (charity embezzler), the audit committee of the charity should have known something was up, too. The 2015 audit was done by what looks like a one-person CPA firm; a charity with over $1,000,000 in revenue and over $2,000,000 in assets should be audited by at least a mid-sized CPA...
I wonder if his lifestyle was what tipped off the authorities. He should have pulled a Charlie Munger* or Gus Fring**, who drove a dented yellow Pontiac and an eleven-year-old Volvo, respectively. (Or, better yet, he shouldn't have stolen money.)
*By all accounts, Munger has always been an...
I wonder if the first women who got their hair bobbed or wore trousers felt the same way about the masses who later followed the style. It depends on whether they adopted those styles for comfort and convenience or as a political manifesto.
I worked with a manager at an engineering firm who'd go to Sturgis, and another who dressed like a biker at work. Now that kindergarten teachers have tattoos, CEOs ride Harleys, moms dress up like strippers for Halloween and ACDC's music is well-recognized, none of this is shocking or even edgy...
They didn't hire people with prominent tattoos or odd piercings at the CPA firm where I worked in Denver.
There was a girl who came in to interview to be a receptionist, and they told her she couldn't wear her nose ring. She came in for a second interview wearing it, and they told her to go home.
Even after my sister left, she kept wearing jeans, black t-shirts, sheathed hunting knife, a chain belt and either a denim vest (for spring) or a black leather jacket (for fall) *everywhere.* It didn't matter how wildly inappropriate it was for the time and place. You couldn't take her anyplace...
I worked at Raytheon in the late 90s and the CEO was photographed in a leather jacket in front of his Harley. It just seemed unmanagerial to me. Maybe it's because I had a sister in the Hell's Angels. A picture of him in his office wearing a suit would have inspired more confidence.
My father said he broke in his jeans riding horseback.
He always got a weekly haircut. To him, long hair (that is, not closely trimmed) was a symbol of poverty.
Almost everyone, adults included, wore jeans or a suit/dress when I was a kid. My dad (b. 1930) wore jeans his whole life; so have I. If we're talking about jeans that are in good condition and fit well, and being worn to casual places, I've never understood people adopting a snooty attitude...
Life's no fun without a good scare.
Kidding aside, I was selling in a hot market (Denver) and moving to an undervalued one, and had a lot of cash and good credit. I also had a good resume as an admin and I was willing to temp doing about anything; with a 5% unemployment rate here, I was sure...
Chef Dan in Irvington makes some mean meatloaf and catfish and other food of Louisiana and Mississippi. We have a pretty mean cook in the lunchroom where I work, too. He said we were having roadkill for dinner. Gotta save money.
My brother was in marble and granite installation and restoration; he worked on the Denver Mint, the D&F Tower, East High School, Tom Shane's house, and many other places.
My brother had laminate countertops at his own house. Good enough for me, too.
Thanks, FF! Yes, that was one of the most stressful things I ever went through: my job being up in the air (I didn't know whether my employer would keep me on in the Indy office), plus buying a house from a thousand miles away before selling the old one. Doing research on the front end of that...
I totally agree with your definition of luxury. It's like being rich: your money works for you, not the other way around. A fancy car or kitchen shows good taste (maybe); a look-at-me washer and dryer with matching pedestals is taste run amok.
Eat-in kitchens and breakfast nooks were popular...
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