Daily Dose of Sultnpapper 12/6/17> If I were a programmer…..and day 2 of the California trip

Being that I have ZERO, as in zip, zero, and nada, programming skills I can only dream about some programs or features I would create for the land we call Steemit. Don’t get wrong, I like what is being done here; there are plenty of very useful tools and apps that compliment this core that we work from.

The very first program I would come up with would be an application that would allow a person to “sort” their followers, using tabs on the follower section. These would basically be small folders inside the follower page that would allow a user to sort who is following them using custom titles for each tab. Personally I would have at three tabs to start with; the first would be “ Unmentionables” so I could group all the members in one location. That would make it easier for me to find their most recent works without doing a lot of searching when I want to read their works.

The second tab would be “People from day 1, day one being folks I found on the “introduceyourself” page that I went and found as they joined and greeted them. The third tab would be “Inactive folks”, most of these would be folks who started out in my second tab, but do to them being disenchanted with Steemit and their results have gone missing from the site for over 45 days. Chances are they aren’t going back, but at least every now and then I would venture back and see if they happened to return.

I am sure I would come up with others, in fact I just thought of another, I can’t not have a tab for my poker playing friends over at Steemit Poker League, so that would be number four on my list. I’m sure each and every one of you could come up with your own lists as well. There may well be a tool or app for this already; I may just not have found it. So, if you know of such, please share that information in the comments below. I look at the guides for the different apps and may just have flat missed it if there is one.

So, let me tell you know about Tuesday of my trip here to California. The day started out as expected, I woke up at 6:00 CST just like my body clock is supposed to do, I have a well-functioning internal timing mechanism. Only one slight problem, being that I happen to be sleeping in a different time zone, my internal clock didn’t get the memo. Instead of it 6:00AM the reality was it was 4:00am. So, I lay awake for two hours just trying to fall back asleep. I got my 3 S’s in by six thirty and headed down to breakfast. Breakfast was really good, all you can eat is right up my alley when it comes to bacon, sausage, eggs and home fried potatoes.

We had to be at the office no later than 8:00AM, office is 10 minutes from the hotel, so we agreed that we would leave at 7:30 and we would have plenty of time to get there and grab a cup of coffee and shoot the bull with other members of the sales team before we had to be in our seats ready to go.

We left the hotel and I rode with Ms. Deb, the area business manager and a couple other folks from Texas. Five minutes into our 10 minute trip a young lady from Riverside decided that she wanted the lane the Deb was driving in. Don’t bother looking in your mirrors must be a habit of hers, and she didn’t look and moved right over. That nice new Toyota we were in has the marks all the way down the driver’s side to prove it. So we pull over and now the “fun’ begins.

For a small fender bender it is usually no big deal, exchange insurance and contact information and we’ll be on our way. That’s how we do it Texas, no need to make a big production out of a minor fender bender. Well the young lady stopped, got out and immediately started apologizing and admitted she was at fault, hell yes she was at fault. So when Deb asked for her insurance card and driver’s license the girl said she was running late for school and had forgot to bring her purse, so they were at home. I guess kids now days only bring the important stuff when they leave the house, keys and the cell phone.

Time to get the “law” involved, the girl said this was her third accident in 14 months. So the call was made to the Riverside Police to come write a report on the accident. So we wait, and we wait, we even wait some more no police show up. The police station is two blocks away, so another guy with us named Mike walks down to the PD and says to the desk clerk, that we need a cop to come to the scene of the accident. The desk clerk says that they don’t investigate non injury accidents. Mike politely informed the desk clerk that although there were no injuries from the initial accident he wasn’t going to guarantee that some injuries may not have happened yet, but he could guarantee that some would, he told them this lady from Texas was fixing to whoop this little girls butt if they didn’t get there soon.

Before Mike could walk back the two blocks to the scene a motorcycle cop had pulled up, so the key in California is always say someone is hurt, or tell them someone is going to be, that seemed to get results.

So what should have been a 10 minute trip ended up an hour and fifteen. The girl got one ticket, for having no proof of insurance. The cop was able to verify she had a driver’s license through their computer system.

We had are meetings and lunch and then the afternoon session of our day was a “team building” event. I hate team building events, what may seem like a “good idea” to the people in the corporate office, normally isn’t for the sixty people who end up participating in it. I will give Ms. Karen credit though, this event was really fun and I actually enjoyed it, luckily I only ended up locked behind bars for about fifteen minutes, Roco’s Bail Bonds and Roco the owner were good folks to have on my side and close by.

So, I will finish this story in a future daily dose, as I am out of time for this one, I need a hot soak in the tub and a cold beer.

Until next time,
@sutlnpapper
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