BOCC, Just do your damn job.

When someone hires you for a job they have certain expectations. Maybe responsibilites and tasks are diferent for each job, and might change over time, but the bottom line is they exchange money for your labors. So basically if you're not doing what you're being paid to do you're a thief. All most bosses want is simply for you to do what they pay you to do. Just do your damn job.

For the county commissioners, you represent the citizens of your district. That means you vote how you believe they would vote if all of them came together and decided as a group. Representing means you vote how the majority of those whom you represent would vote. How can you, in good concience, say that you're representing your constituents when the overwhelming majority have voiced opposition and outrage at the elimination of local Wetlands regulation? Your job might be a bit more complicated than say a cashier or truck driver, but we, the voters of Hillsborough County, your boss, want the same thing as any boss. Just do your damn job! Represent us, not your campaign contributors, not your own selfish interests, do your damn job and represent US. As with any boss, we can make your job easier or harder, but if you do what you were hired to do, your job is simple. Just do your damn job!

Bad business

Most mornings I wake up watching the channel 8 news and finally I just have to say something. For a while they've been bringing on these folks during the Business brief that, honestly could try out for a George Romero movie without even trying. I know business ain't the sexiest topic, but at least act like you care and move at least a little bit. It's good for you and good for business.

Pucker up, Fred

Now, I have to say that when I first heard about Fred Thompson, that he might be running for the Oval Office I was quite intrigued. I liked what he was standing for on most issues. Now I'm startin' to get disappointed. As my Granny used to say. It's time for Fred to "Either Shit or get off the pot." I thought he was a straight-shooter, but now he's coming across as a waffler to me. Grow a pair, man. Declare or move along. I reckon I can't be the only one who's getting a bit turned-off by this lack of commitment. It's just like a shy fella on his first date. He knows the gal wants him to kiss her, but he keeps hemmin and hawin, hinting around wanting her to say so without him actually asking or making the first move. Most of us have been there, only to find out we would've been better off to start smooching long before her pappy turned on the porch light. Fred, don't let the porch light catch you before you make a move, pucker-up man, pucker up.

Right rudder, engines all stop

This is a little story about a phenomenon I see all too often round these parts. Can anyone tell me why folks seem to feel that they must come to a complete stop to turn right? Where was that in the manual, cause I sure didn't read that part. Thing is, they don't do it all at once either, they fool you with that gradual slowing down into the turn then when they're forty-five degrees to the roadway with their buttend still in the lane, it's Scotty, engines all stop. Those of us behind then start the dominoing of brake lights before the reject decides to push the accelerator and clears the lane. Is there a rule somewhere that says you must apply brake fully before releasing the pedal to resume travel? Unless there is a hazard, it's decelerate into the turn, accelerate out of it. No stopping required. Guess it's a good thing my car doesn't have photon torpedoes.