Tag: Training

I Have The Power (Sorry, He-Man…)

~ JodiLea ~ 1 Comment

DP: You have the power to enact a single law. What would it be?
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I hear it said all the time: “There’s no law against the ignorant”. Well, now there is – sort of.

The Law:  ALL parents must have a license to raise children. **

Mandatory Requirements for License:

  • Well-rounded Common Sense
  • Approval from interviews with State Officials and licensed parents.
  • Also interviewed: Parents, Grandparents, siblings, neighbors of applicant(s)
  • Applicant(s) must pass a Comprehensive Parent Training Course
  • Applicant(s) must pass a State Test based on Parent Training, General Knowledge.
  • Applicant(s) must test negative on ALL random drug tests.

The Health and Child Welfare Departments, will oversee State Testing and will also conduct personal interviews of each applicant.

Each State may add requirements, but shall NOT alter any of the mandatory requirements.

This is a Zero Tolerance law.

In the case of parents who already have children – they are interviewed by a Child Protective Service Representative AND a Board Certified Psychologist. Then, if accepted, they need to obtain a license After The Fact (ATF)

In the case of an accidental, or unwanted, pregnancy – the parents have 2 options. Give the baby up for adoption to licensed parents – OR – complete the requirements for licensing before the baby is born.

In the case of a divorce and parent establishes a new relationship, this person must obtain, or already have, a license.

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** It is unfortunate that such a law has to be written and enforced because of the alarming rate of abuse from a child’s own family. This law was pushed through the House and the Senate to protect the innocent children in our country.

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For More Information:

Child Abuse Statistics

Sexual Abuse of Children Statistics

8-year old Boy Tortured, Abused and Murdered

Woman gets 10-year sentence for killing her 6-month old

Man Sentenced to Life For Killing 2-year old

Family Members Convicted for Child Abuse  (The child’s Grandma even abused her – now that is sick.)
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A Degree Can’t Prevent DUMB

~ JodiLea ~ 6 Comments

Computer Problems

You would expect someone who has a degree in Computer Science to know everything about computers, wouldn’t you?

Well, I have one, and the truth is I’ve learned 90% of my computer savvy from on-the-job-training (OJT).  Trial & error and “the hard way” are also effective learning tools for me. However, utter panic really cements the knowledge into my head. Like this morning …

I was showing a co-worker how to do a simple file edit in the Unix editor, vi (pronounced vee-eye, not 6). I should clarify that the commands were simple, but the file was a critical system file so it had to be done precisely.  No problem. I had my vi editor cheat-sheet and the list of commands at the ready. Co-worker (I don’t want to use her real name without permission, so she will be from here-on called Miss L ) had her notebook & pen ready.

Miss L looked on while I logged into the system and opened the file. The line we needed to edit was halfway down the file, so I used the down-arrow key and zoomed to it. According to the cheat-sheet, typing a lower-case “i” would let me insert the needed character. I typed “i”. Then I typed the character. WHAL-LA! To exit and save the file I typed “ZZ” (a.k.a. “:wq” for those that vi) which should have exited me from the file and closed it.

But no. A closer look at the cheat-sheet and I figured out that “i” put me in insert mode. I vaguely remember the mode thing, that you had to exit the mode, then save & close the file. OK then. Only the command to get me out of insert mode was not on the cheat-sheet. Note to self: update that damned thing!

So, now I was frustrated (and embarrassed that while training Miss L, I get stuck in insert mode like a freaking beginner). I cannot exit, save, or close the file.  So I disconnected from the system. Things should be OK – the file didn’t get changed. I think.  I log into the system and try to open the file and get this message:  “root: file not found”.

OMG. I screamed – out loud. The file was gone. Every program AND when the system is supposed to run it had vanished. I felt the blood drain from my head and I just sat there numb. My mind raced to think of where I could get a back-up copy (surely somewhere, someone made a back-up!)

Miss L is frantically scribbling in her notebook now. I wondered what she could be taking notes about, but then my brain (finally) noticed I had logged in as root, but did not switch to the correct account. I prayed “please, God, please!” as I switched over to the admin account and again asked the file to open.

It opened! And it looked just like it did before we got stuck. Whew! I actually got out of my chair and did a happy dance, ask Miss L. Before we could edit it, we had to find out how to exit insert mode. I pour through my reference books. In the 2nd book I found an entire section on vi, and in the fine-print, the mystery was solved.  It made me feel incredibly dumb. No, even dumber than that.

The small side note said: “to exit insert mode press the escape key”.

Who would have thought of that? Obviously not the chick with the computer science degree.

Later, when my blood pressure was normal again, I asked Miss L about the notes she was taking while I was freaking out. She laughed and told me she was writing notes to herself about her notes on editing. She wanted to remember how she learned first-hand to be very, very careful when it came to this file.

Well – I guess we both learned something after all  🙂