Today I met friends Neil and Frank at the NTX auto museum in Richardson.  It’s new and has a long way to go to make it a true attraction, but still it was interesting.  Here’s a sample:

^ McLaren Mercedes

^  Another view

^ Classic Gullwing

^ The doublemint twins

^ E-Type Jaguar

I’ll post a few more later.  We had dinner at Fox Sports Bar…very good…then enjoyed the band on Fun Street for a while.  Time now for a shower and a little relaxation time with the Mrs.

S

PS….I just noticed how bland silver colored cars look.  By comparison doesn’t the red Jag look good? 

Ok, y’all have convinced me I’m one notch above a rock on the sensitivity scale.

You know how a surgeon can take a scalpel and gently cut through soft tissue, carefully maneuvering around vital nerves and arteries and organs?  That’s not me.  I’m more like the meat cutter who raises his heavy cleaver over his head and smashes down on meat, bone, ligament, and whatever else is in the way.

You know how Dr. Phil might put his arm around you and tell you how proud of you he is, and what a great job you did?  I’m more like the middle linebacker who grabs you by both shoulders, picks you half-way off the floor, then head-butts you and shouts, “DAMN NICE JOB!!”

You know how your mom would pick you up after a fall and a scraped knee, brush you off, and then take you for ice cream to make you feel better?  I’m more like Peyton Manning in that commercial when he would slap the guy and tell him, “Just rub some dirt on it….it’ll be all right.”

Poor Kelly’s stuck with me.  (Sorry babe.)

S

My darling wife K is having a tough time right now.  She says she hates her job…she doesn’t feel “fulfilled” by it.  She days I’m a guy and I don’t get it.  Honestly, no I don’t.  Of course I understand what it means to be “fulfilled”, but I don’t think too many people look to their employment for fulfillment.  A few…doctors, nurses, teachers, ministers, police and fire fighters, scientists finding cures for dreaded diseases, maybe a few others…yes.  But I don’t see many office workers, factory workers, barbers, parking lot attendants, plumbers, painters, etc feeling “fulfilled” by their jobs.  I don’t think that’s the goal of most employers or employees.  Most of us just go to work, do whatever our job demands of us, we get our paycheck, hopefully some benefits too, maybe a little vacation time, and just go from day to day.  A job is the means, not the end.

We look for “fulfillment” from our spouses and our kids, our families and our friends, seeing them grow and thrive.  We might find it in travel, seeing things in person we’ve seen in books or on TV, things we’ve dreamed of all our lives. Accomplishing something, like finally getting that college degree, might for many be fulfilling.  Seeing your children get married, or have kids of their own, might be fulfilling.

Of course it would be great to have a job that you like, pays well, and enables you to “make a difference”.  That is seldom the case these days.  Is K expecting too much?  Am I too shallow in my expectations?

S