The Caramen Crunch (21 March 2020)

Over at Caramel (Learner at Love), CARAMEL has started a new prompt. I’d like to see her prompt do well, and I had some time today to write a post, so here we go…

The prompts are called the Caramel Crunch and so far are centered around a moral question. For your convenience I shall repeat her question.

Your best friend (or someone you are dating) has surprised you by buying tickets to a live entertainment show. As the show starts, you become uncomfortable because you find the entertainment offensive. However, the person who paid for your tickets is clearly enjoying the entertainment a great deal. You decide to wait and see of the tone of the entertainment changes, but it only becomes more and more offensive to you. You friend just seems to be smiling and laughing more and more. What do you do?

Okay, I think the key phrase here is as the show starts.

If you knew you in advance that you were likely not going to enjoy the show, you should have backed out then.

If you wait until the performance starts, then decide, I think you’re probably just going to have to suck it up.

Maybe make a mental note not to go out to “entertainment” with that friend again? If it’s a date, then liking different things sounds quite incompatible to me, whatever attraction there might be.


I’ve been vaguely in this situation myself quite recently. About a year ago, against my better judgement, I agreed to go out to lunch with somebody. I ended up both not enjoying the lunch, and being unable to do the other tasks I had planned for that afternoon because the lunch took so long.

What could I do? I was 10 miles freom home and did not have any transport, so the difference between my situation and this is that I couldn’t really do anything except suck it up.

I think these experiences can happen, but I think we have to learn from them and make sure they never happen twice.

Lots of crunching today 😃

Please Keep Posting

Remember Pops’ lyrics?

I see friends shaking hands
Saying, “How do you do?”
They’re really saying
“I love you”

When you post something, or comment, or like, please remember that whatever you post, you’re also saying I am well enough to use WordPress.

I know many of us only use WordPress every few days , I know some people won’t feel like posting at the moment, but please remember, every time you interact with the community, it is like hearing your heartbeat.

Crunch Time

Writing this post for today’s FOWC prompt, “pass”.

It’s funny, here I am mostly-isolated in my house, and the weird thing is that I have more time to amuse myself on WordPress. I did manage to get out yesterday, just for a half-mile walk to get some air into my lungs – I’ve been out twice in the last ten days. On the way home I passed a neighbour’s and knocked – we are going to try shopping tomorrow, and did they need anything? We have to step up at the moment – we can’t just think nice things, we need to follow them through with deeds. In fact they are stocked better than us. They are in their Seventies and the husband has MS, so they must be terribly worried.

It was a nice change of scenery therefore this morning when Fandango’s prompt transported me back to another time.

In the mid Nineties I worked for a company which was developing a purchasing solution. Think Amazon, but with tweaks. It didn’t focus on the whole customer experience. It assumed that the customers already knew what they wanted, so made the purchasing process slicker. It was aimed at one business requiring supplies from another.

Look again at the date. This was before even Microsoft had Internet Explorer. So companies were interested. Rumour had it that Microsoft themselves were interested. Banks were interested, because any purchase could go through that bank’s existing payment systems – ka-ching! In the end we hooked Barclays, a big UK bank.

Not satisfied, though, there were rumours that Chase Manhattan were interested in the USA, so the company immediately dispatched people out to work semi-permanently in the USA. At the time, I was leading the Development team, so had to go across regularly to take part in meetings to try to seal the deal.

Plans progressed with Chase such that our joint venture (the agreed structure) would be based in Tampa, Fl. Chase already had a big campus there. I liked Tampa, it had just enough Spanish history to be interesting, so I told the directors that I wouldn’t mind being part of the permanent setup myself. Music to their ears, visas were obtained, a package was offered and agreed and I was all set to move.

At the time, Fl had a very low cost of living. I calculated that the salary offered would allow me a very nice car and apartment.

The hook-up with Chase took forever. Eventually, the deal was sealed, but with one last catch. They wanted the operation to be based in Manhattan. I was quite open to this. I had no ties in the USA anyway, so as long as I liked the place…

In fact as soon as I got there, I loved NYC. Initially, Chase allowed us the use of some of their managed apartments in Battery Park City, while we worked from some Chase offices in Lower Manhattan. Every day, my walk to work involved passing through the World Trade Center, crossing Broadway, and walking along Wall Street. I felt I had arrived!

But crunch time had not quite arrived – I hadn’t quite made the jump to work as a permanent employee for the US company. When that chat came, I waited to hear their revised offer. Tampa and NYC were very different places, in terms of cost of living. In fact, it was estimated 3x higher in one than the other. But I was to be disappointed. Same deal, just NYC not Tampa, the director said.

Over the next few weeks I weighed this up. A car and apartment in Tampa amounted to a shared house, in one of the outer boroughs, in New York City. Plus, I was conscious that I had been lucky to get a break to work in the US, but the foundation here was my own ability to run a Development team, which I’d have wherever I was. The company had gambled that I would be so desparate to work in the USA, I would agree to anything. But as far as I was concerned, I had the world at my feet.

I’ll pass, I said.