Cut-Throat
Thinks s/he gets paid by the post
Here is what the Hardest Working person (he's the hardest Working because he has the most money, according to most on this thread) in America says about it.
A hog's bite is vicious. Same with javelina. Coyotes or dogs would fear them.
I have not bought any recently, but read about its scarcity. Maybe a conspiracy?
I've had people tell me I'm "lucky" to be retired at such an early age. Usually from someone in a low-stress, 9-5 job. I just smile politely, but deep down it hurts. They really have no idea...
The stress. 65-hour weeks, including a two-hour daily commute. Constant travel and jet lag. Pressure to hit P&L targets. Impossible project deadlines. Conference calls with Asian customers at 5am and then again at 11pm the same day, with hopefully better answers. Missing the kid's Christmas choir concert while sitting in O'Hare waiting for the weather to clear. The look you get from good, hard-working people after being told their plant is being closed. Waking up in a panic at 3am to send an email to Japan that I forgot to send after the 11pm conference call. Endless political corporate nonsense.
Sure, there were plenty of good days when I felt like I was on top of the world, especially in the first 15 years. But later it was like a never-ending emotional roller-coaster ride through Hell, and I've got the hairline and blood pressure to prove it. Through all this, I always had a positive can-do attitude, worked my @ss off, was a top performer, and was compensated accordingly. But I literally squeezed a 40-year career into 25, both time and money.
"Yeah, I'm just lucky," I respond, as all of the above flashes through my head.
I've had people tell me I'm "lucky" to be retired at such an early age. Usually from someone in a low-stress, 9-5 job. I just smile politely, but deep down it hurts. They really have no idea...
The stress. 65-hour weeks, including a two-hour daily commute. Constant travel and jet lag. Pressure to hit P&L targets. Impossible project deadlines. Conference calls with Asian customers at 5am and then again at 11pm the same day, with hopefully better answers. Missing the kid's Christmas choir concert while sitting in O'Hare waiting for the weather to clear. The look you get from good, hard-working people after being told their plant is being closed. Waking up in a panic at 3am to send an email to Japan that I forgot to send after the 11pm conference call. Endless political corporate nonsense.
Sure, there were plenty of good days when I felt like I was on top of the world, especially in the first 15 years. But later it was like a never-ending emotional roller-coaster ride through Hell, and I've got the hairline and blood pressure to prove it. Through all this, I always had a positive can-do attitude, worked my @ss off, was a top performer, and was compensated accordingly. But I literally squeezed a 40-year career into 25, both time and money.
"Yeah, I'm just lucky," I respond, as all of the above flashes through my head.
I've had people tell me I'm "lucky" to be retired at such an early age. Usually from someone in a low-stress, 9-5 job. I just smile politely, but deep down it hurts. They really have no idea...
The stress. 65-hour weeks, including a two-hour daily commute. Constant travel and jet lag. Pressure to hit P&L targets. Impossible project deadlines. Conference calls with Asian customers at 5am and then again at 11pm the same day, with hopefully better answers. Missing the kid's Christmas choir concert while sitting in O'Hare waiting for the weather to clear. The look you get from good, hard-working people after being told their plant is being closed. Waking up in a panic at 3am to send an email to Japan that I forgot to send after the 11pm conference call. Endless political corporate nonsense.
"Yeah, I'm just lucky," I respond, as all of the above flashes through my head.
Trichinosis is not a problem with pork anymore. You can now eat pork without cooking the hell out of it.
You'd have to be really UN-lucky to get trichinosis nowadays.According to Wikipedia, there were an average of 11 cases if trichinosis each year in the U.S. between 2002 and 2007, mostly from undercooked home raised pork and game.
Hmmm, I pressed it once, just once. I wonder what that means?
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I, personally, have never pressed the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button on the Google home page. Never once. I've been tempted, just to see what it does, but for some reason, never pressed it.
I wonder what personality type presses the 'feeling lucky' button most
There's being lucky, and there's feeling lucky.
I, personally, have never pressed the "I'm Feeling Lucky" button on the Google home page. Never once. I've been tempted, just to see what it does, but for some reason, never pressed it.
I wonder what personality type presses the 'feeling lucky' button most
...It's like that button just knew I was feeling kind of neutral...
What kept you at this job after the 15th year?
The only thing I disagree with my state's attitude about controlling the wild hog, is they refuse to give any information about what areas are worse impacted. I understand they don't want an overabundance of hunters, but gimme a clue.
Anyone here RE'd b/c (s)he won a lotto?
I have been extraordinarily lucky about some things. I have also been extraordinarily unlucky about some things.
I suspect that the same is true for many people. Life has a tendency to buffet us about, one way or another. I don't expect that to stop, just because I am retired. I am fully psychologically prepared for anything. Well, cancel that.... I can only say that I THINK I am. I guess it is pretty hard to know for sure, in advance. Life has a way of coming up with an immensely devastating sucker punch, just when we think we have it made.
Watching tv is scary. I never used to watch baseball - but lately a 29 yr anomaly demands attention.
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A large pile of unvested stock options and RSUs. And a plan to ER in my early 50s.
Anyone here RE'd b/c (s)he won a lotto?
Anyone here RE'd b/c (s)he won a lotto?
Seems like I took another route. I had no plan regarding retiring (early or otherwise). So, I kept on working. Luckily, er, fortunately, I enjoyed the job (although it could be truly frustrating/aggravating at times. Chest pains, anybody)? Anyhow, it turns out that I probably worked about 15 years more than you. I thought the duck was supposed to beat the hare in the race. What about "it's not a sprint, it's a marathon"? Apparently in a sprint, one loses their hair, but maybe that's a small price to pay for retiring early. Either route, you end up with high blood pressure.