The Off-Topic and Random Thoughts Thread(Anything Goes!)
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Had this thought the other day as I finished cleaning up an Airbnb in record time. It's a weekly clean, so there isn't much that's messy or needing focus. It was my last clean of the day and I was physically burning out. Because I had cleaned this place so many times I was on autopilot and my typical perfectionist mentality was on the fritz. Due to this, I was able to clean really fast, like I said, record time. I felt like if I could clean every place like that I could cram in a lot more places and make a lot more money.
That's when I had the thought or made a connection.
I was remembering stuff my parents would say about all of their experiences dealing with Mexican laborers. My father would say things were never straight, didn't fit right, had poor finish, or were plain done wrong. I remember seeing a group of Mexicans assemble a fence for an HOA across the street from my parents' house. The white Floridian who hired them ended up having to go back and fix the top rails himself because they didn't create a uniform pattern. It was sloppy work, but I bet it was hella cheap. We are in the South now and impoverished Southerners, actually no, the ones who could afford their fellow Anglos labor but love money over people, love their illegal migrant laborers.
I have always heard about how hard Mexicans work. That's when I made the connection: it's easy to work hard when you don't care about the result. I could clean 4 houses a day if I cut corners and didn't care how well I got it done. I could "work hard" at anything if I were immune to feeling bad about doing a poor job. I wondered if most of the people I've heard boast about their hard work, busting their ass, that sort of thing, how many of them did terrible work? My perfectionist mindset has always slowed me down. I'm hard on myself and the work I do is never quite up to my expectations. I would lose sleep over purposely screwing a customer over so I could get to more work to make more money. Now I suddenly get there are tons of people who don't think that way at all. They don't feel bad or care what happens so long as they get paid and get more work. For the illegals who are cheap, it's in their interest to not care too much and get as much volume done as they can. I sense that, when you put your mind to your work, when it is more mentally taxing, in addition to physically taxing, you fatigue faster and can't do as much work. You are "lazy" in comparison to the "busts his ass" guy over the long haul.
Maybe this is why some lower-IQ guys tend to end up successful, because they aren't wasting thought or emotion on the quality of their work, so long as it's done and not a disaster. Especially if they have learned to not be hard on themselves for mistakes. I wanted to shutter my business the day I knocked over a small glass trinket and broke it. The guilt and inner-rage at my failure to preserve my customers valuables was overwhelming.
Anyway, that is all, just this connection that hard work can be easy work if one doesn't care about results. The more you care, the harder the hard work becomes. This might explain some of society's view towards how hard illegals and immigrants work and they confuse such hard work with quality work.
That's when I had the thought or made a connection.
I was remembering stuff my parents would say about all of their experiences dealing with Mexican laborers. My father would say things were never straight, didn't fit right, had poor finish, or were plain done wrong. I remember seeing a group of Mexicans assemble a fence for an HOA across the street from my parents' house. The white Floridian who hired them ended up having to go back and fix the top rails himself because they didn't create a uniform pattern. It was sloppy work, but I bet it was hella cheap. We are in the South now and impoverished Southerners, actually no, the ones who could afford their fellow Anglos labor but love money over people, love their illegal migrant laborers.
I have always heard about how hard Mexicans work. That's when I made the connection: it's easy to work hard when you don't care about the result. I could clean 4 houses a day if I cut corners and didn't care how well I got it done. I could "work hard" at anything if I were immune to feeling bad about doing a poor job. I wondered if most of the people I've heard boast about their hard work, busting their ass, that sort of thing, how many of them did terrible work? My perfectionist mindset has always slowed me down. I'm hard on myself and the work I do is never quite up to my expectations. I would lose sleep over purposely screwing a customer over so I could get to more work to make more money. Now I suddenly get there are tons of people who don't think that way at all. They don't feel bad or care what happens so long as they get paid and get more work. For the illegals who are cheap, it's in their interest to not care too much and get as much volume done as they can. I sense that, when you put your mind to your work, when it is more mentally taxing, in addition to physically taxing, you fatigue faster and can't do as much work. You are "lazy" in comparison to the "busts his ass" guy over the long haul.
Maybe this is why some lower-IQ guys tend to end up successful, because they aren't wasting thought or emotion on the quality of their work, so long as it's done and not a disaster. Especially if they have learned to not be hard on themselves for mistakes. I wanted to shutter my business the day I knocked over a small glass trinket and broke it. The guilt and inner-rage at my failure to preserve my customers valuables was overwhelming.
Anyway, that is all, just this connection that hard work can be easy work if one doesn't care about results. The more you care, the harder the hard work becomes. This might explain some of society's view towards how hard illegals and immigrants work and they confuse such hard work with quality work.
A rare moment of honesty in contemporary American television was Germans being brought in to industriously and efficiently construct the secret underground laboratory in Better Call Saul. The writers knew what they were doing.
The Soviet Union famously relied on millions of German POW forced laborers for post-war reconstruction. Conditions were far worse than anything an illegal has ever had to put up with, but they still got the job done, and many Soviet ethnic groups were awestruck with their performance and handiwork.
The Soviet Union famously relied on millions of German POW forced laborers for post-war reconstruction. Conditions were far worse than anything an illegal has ever had to put up with, but they still got the job done, and many Soviet ethnic groups were awestruck with their performance and handiwork.
Yea I liked that scene, that was a smart show that really got good once it got rolling.
They brought in some Mexican guy who told them it was no big deal he could do it cheap, fast and easy no problem at all. Then they brought in the German who said this is a mess it's going to be crazy expensive take forever and be a disaster. Hired the German.....love that, I would have done the same.
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I'm the same as you and I have also noticed that not caring can be a really good trait sometimes, one which I absolutely do not posses. I have a boater cousin really really good open kind hearted man, but total mess....doesn't try, leaves everything a disaster, delegates everything he possibly can to someone else, bull in a china shop mentality just doesn't care about what he does. Sometimes I wonder if he has some level of retardation after trying to help him with certain things, I can't understand how someone did something that way and not care. He doesn't even try to understand things, just hands them off to someone else or does it half assed and moves on.
He's in his early 30's worth 8 figures and growing, after coming to the USA as a broke peasant kid, I helped him get some tax numbers in order recently and I was astonished....also proud oh him as he is my little cousin after all. I have heard my uncles chew him out for being such a retard so many times it's hilarious, but he just keeps it rolling.
Although he does have 8 siblings including 3 brothers and of course 4 brother in laws along with our uncles and also nephews so quite a support network which plays a large role in his success, I always said if I had a brother I would have conquered the earth by now. When I was young I never took advantage of the massive support network my fathers family has to offer, my dad was different from my uncles he didn't believe in taking help from anyone he did everything on his own and instilled that into me as well which admittedly probably wasn't very smart as everyone benefits everyone in my family. It's only now that I'm older that I'm realizing that my dad didn't have it right, his needless pride only held him back....that's a whole other mother goose story.
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I agree about Mexican workers. Everyone acts like they work so much better than Americans, which is true if you're comparing them to the typical deadbeats in a lot of manual labor. Or some limp wristed soy boy afraid to break a sweat.
But compared to an actual hard working, mentally capable American, we are absolutely better. And that's what America used to be like. Now everyone wants cheap labor and doesn't care about inferior results.
But compared to an actual hard working, mentally capable American, we are absolutely better. And that's what America used to be like. Now everyone wants cheap labor and doesn't care about inferior results.
I am a perfectionist with my work too, and have faced this conundrum as well. I once got berated for not getting as much work done as my coworkers, but I know for a fact that the work they do is astoundingly bad and they just get more volume. I know because I was once tasked with checking their work. I wondered if I should do the same as them since that was clearly my employer's expectation, and concluded that I simply don't have it in me to do sloppy work. I cannot. It's not in my nature. I was raised with the mentality that things should either be done properly or not at all. This mentality is incredibly rare in Latin America, and having it basically only brings you trouble.
I can SO relate to this! I do swimming pool cleaning and can’t leave a job without thinking how clean I’d like the pool to be if I was about to jump in and have a swim myself. I work for a company and my boss and his partner are kind of hypocritical at times. On the one hand they want the job done as quickly as possible (usually within an hour), yet on the other hand they want the pool to look like Ceasers palace afterwards. I’m in the fortunate position where I can call the shots on how many days per week I want to work and I know that they are always in need of my services, so I try not to rush and just continue on in my perfectionism.
Dear brothers, sisters, and allies on the CIK spectrum.
It is with a heavy heart that I announce my departure.
This is forever. I mean it this time. There will be no comeback. Okay, maybe in a week. But could be forever. Also if a new user signs up tomorrow called Shaky Feet, that is definitely not me.
I have tried my best to be patient. To be loving. To be understanding of members who don't have 250 IQ, like me. **takes a deep breath** But I'm at a breaking point. Here are two of the many things that pushed me over the edge:
1. The tyrannical mods force me to hate-read their posts. This is literally optical rape and reminds me of that scene in clockwork orange where that free thinker is forced to watch his parents make his bed.
Whenever I see >his< name, and I won't say who, because loose lips sink into chips (it was samfoe), my blood pressure monitor starts beeping. It then takes at least 88 minutes to calm myself down through shadow boxing with my indoor plants while screaming >his< name.
2. It’s not developing the way I like. Instead of a skeptical forum, where we have free speech to question things like the curvature of Joe Rogan's cranium, it is becoming based around self development and faith in Christ. This individualistic attitude reflects the 'follower' thinking of NPCs who eat up everything the MSM says, like the importance of drinking water.
Guys wake up! (((They))) lie about everything and have influence everywhere. FACT: my weight gain over the past 20 years was a direct result of the usual suspects making doritos more addictive than crack in the 80s. Of course it was (((them))).
Every. Single. Bite.
From the happiest guy on the forum,
Light and Love.
S. "Sigma" H., out.
P.S. A friendly reminder:
It is with a heavy heart that I announce my departure.
This is forever. I mean it this time. There will be no comeback. Okay, maybe in a week. But could be forever. Also if a new user signs up tomorrow called Shaky Feet, that is definitely not me.
I have tried my best to be patient. To be loving. To be understanding of members who don't have 250 IQ, like me. **takes a deep breath** But I'm at a breaking point. Here are two of the many things that pushed me over the edge:
1. The tyrannical mods force me to hate-read their posts. This is literally optical rape and reminds me of that scene in clockwork orange where that free thinker is forced to watch his parents make his bed.
Whenever I see >his< name, and I won't say who, because loose lips sink into chips (it was samfoe), my blood pressure monitor starts beeping. It then takes at least 88 minutes to calm myself down through shadow boxing with my indoor plants while screaming >his< name.
2. It’s not developing the way I like. Instead of a skeptical forum, where we have free speech to question things like the curvature of Joe Rogan's cranium, it is becoming based around self development and faith in Christ. This individualistic attitude reflects the 'follower' thinking of NPCs who eat up everything the MSM says, like the importance of drinking water.
Guys wake up! (((They))) lie about everything and have influence everywhere. FACT: my weight gain over the past 20 years was a direct result of the usual suspects making doritos more addictive than crack in the 80s. Of course it was (((them))).
Every. Single. Bite.
From the happiest guy on the forum,
Light and Love.
S. "Sigma" H., out.
P.S. A friendly reminder: