It is wonderful to have a dishwasher. I am sitting in the living room, in a ray of sunshine on the red couch. I am alone in here. Everyone one else is upstairs or in the den at the back. Hubby is so unopen to criticism. He has to learn that he is not perfect and can and should improve certain things when he can learn them. I dont know if he will ever gain any insights in this or not. He seems dead set on not listening to anyone not even me when I have something to say about him. Or to teach him small things. Turly, his view on critcism is aweful, irrational, and proud and childish. And I am afraid it is simply because of his pride that he will lose his job. How stupid and unfortunate. He never took any criticism of him ever seriously and respectfully. It is not clear if he makes any special effort to remain calm when he debates with students. Yes he is very passionate but should learn to be calmer. For sensitive students sake. Anyway, may he keep his job though I have not much hope he will. Hallelujah for a miracle by Buddha. Om mani peme hung Om mani peme hung Om mani peme hung