Bet this is not noticed or upvoted or however it works here, but I will post anyways. I mainly read the articles and many of the comments and appreciate this site. I rarely comment on items, as others have already said it better than I. It is the 2nd site I go to everyday.

But maybe this may be interesting:

Before I was in Tech. I worked in Insurance as a Field Adjuster working on Commercial Claims, Public Body Claims and just about anything that could create a Claim. I worked for the 2nd largest Company in the World at the time. They went through a major merger in the early 80's. They brought in an outside Claims Manager for our 150 - 200 person Office. Said Office handled Underwriting, Loss Control, Claims and support services.

The Manager took it upon himself to harass those in the Claims Department as a soon as he arrived. I had already had been in the business for 7 years and knew what I was doing. He started with the Adjusters first of which I was one of 12. He made life hell for 6 of us and then came to me.

I did not take any of his shit. And dished it back and then some. We had some heated one way discussions, where I took the lead pointing out where he was a prick and wrong. My language was that of a raging sailor and I was not shy as to whether others heard me. When he took me on, I had already started to network and was actively looking for a job. To give myself time, I filed a Stress Claim with the backing of my Doctor and took 2 weeks of paid time off. Claim was accepted by Workman's Comp. Very soon I secured a job at a different company with no difficulty that gave me more benefits and a 15% increase in wages. My responsibilities actually were decreased in the new position.

I got the new job on a Tuesday evening. On Wednesday morning, I gave notice that I was taking my 2 weeks vacation, starting on Friday, that I had a new job and my last day there was Friday of that week. Wednesday morning I ceased answering my phone [had a very good relationship with the main receptionist and she supported me and routed "all" my calls to the Manager and I received many calls in a day]. I sat at my desk Wednesday, Thursday and Friday doing nothing. I read the paper. Called friends. Read books. Took long lunches. And just behaved myself in my cubicle. I did this until Friday at 4:00pm, the time for the Exit Interview. Being a Field Adjuster I had an assigned Company Car which I continued to drive.

On Friday I had my "exit" Interview. I left nothing out. Every gory detail was given. I had kept notes. Although it was not my purpose, I had the H.R. person in tears. I apologized to her profusely, said it was not her fault. She was in tears because she knew this guy had destroyed a department and affected others in other departments.

I finished up at about 5:45pm. The Manager approached me, I told him to fuck off and have a good life. No one had made arrangements about the Company Car, so I had driven my wife's new Nissan 300xz that day and left the Company Car at home. I gave him the keys and had him sign a document I had prepared, absolving me of any responsibility as to the Company Car parked in front of my house.

Did I burn my Bridges? No. The Claims Community in my major PNW metro area was close knit. The message had gotten out.

The Manager was fired 6 weeks later. I also learned that he stopped his harassment immediately. The other 5 Adjusters in line later thanked me.

To the best of my knowledge he never worked in the Insurance Field again.

9 months later, I received a call from Bill H., an Owner of an Elite and well respected, Independent Adjusting Company. I was happy where I was at with my new Company, but he persuaded me to come and talk to him anyway. I ended up taking that job and a very substantial increase in Salary and Bonuses. Independents work on the Billable hour, so in less than a year I had doubled my Income, not including more benefits and a better Company Car. And as an Independent, I was as close as being self employed in that Industry as one could be. If I wanted to come in at noon, no problem. If I wanted to work until 10:00pm, no problem. If I wanted to leave at 2:00pm on a Friday, no problem. Earning capability and Expense Account was through the roof.

Here is the interesting part, I was recruited for this job because of how I handled myself at the job where I trashed the Manager at the old job mentioned earlier. I had received glowing recommendations from two of my Intermediate Supervisors, when Bill H. had contacted them for a Candidate for his Independent Firm.

So did I accomplish anything? Yes. I ended up with a better job and saved a lot of my co-workers grief.

Did I have Tricks up my sleeve? Yes. I was a Professionally Trained Negotiator and the Company in question had paid for that training. And I had used that training day in and day out for 5 years on some pretty complex claims.

Getting bored with claim work, later I moved into the Tech Field.

In other exit interviews, I have just done the old yes and no, song and dance and have moved on. Though one time, I did give HR a lot of grief at a pretty sizable inept Tech company when we parted ways. They wanted signatures on some legal documents and I would not comply.

But then I have taken on injustice and fighting for myself and others since I was 19. I am now 60. Have not lost yet, as I choose my battles wisely.

Disclaimer: I have taken a lot of 35mm photos of my Daughter, this being before Digital was available. My Dad took a lot of 35mm over the years of Family, multiple Trips to Europe, Houses they built, their many gardens, when he first moved to California in late 30's, time in WWII and more.

Fast forward to today. Mom is 89 and has Alzheimer's. She recognizes virtually none of the photos taken over the years. Dad who is 92 and who had a mild stroke, just could care less. He has his hands full with Mom. Plus his memory has been affected and he cannot recall all the subjects.

I can recognize some, by process of elimination. But few are in albums [there are plenty of blank albums that were to be filled]. Most have nothing written on them, so when they pass, most of the photos will be put in the Trash.

For my Daughter's Photos, I have scanned the "best" and made prints, with notes. She will have some to look at when she is older but not "thousands". Those that I identify from my Parents I will make notes and have available for her in digital and hard copy.

I did come across a box full of very old photos from the late 1800's and into the 1940's, but again I cannot identify most of the subjects. Those I will keep, as I have seen many in Antique stores being sold for $5.00 and up as accent pieces. Plus if I get together with cousins, maybe we can identify some of them.

The moral I am trying to get across is to identify each and every photo in some way, otherwise they are worthless. Even if they have exif data. Plus too many are overwhelming.

Until they become under the same rules of a US Bank I would not use for purchases.

I already have a PayPal Debit Card that earns cashback. It is issued by JP Morgan Chase Bank and is MasterCard branded.