Friday, May 04, 2007

Jobbo!

Well kiddies, it's my last post of unemployment. I will definately not be posting as much as I have been since we landed in New Jersey, but I won't be silent either. The knitting and random meandering will continue.

Here's my Thursday progress on Bad Penny:

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What more do you need? Interweave Knits, a furbag to curl up with and a half finished sweater!

Actually that's my last issue of my subscription of Interweave Knits. I splurged on a subscription when Dr. Mad Scientist got the job in San Antonio and we thought we would have a steady address for a few years. Well we all know how that turned out! But money issues won't be why I don't renew.

Like many people, I don't really dig the new format of the mag.

I know a lot of people are banking on the new editor, Eunny Jang, to help them overcome any feelings they have about the crappy format.

Do you want to know a secret?

I don't really like Eunny Jang. I borderline loath her. (I say borderline because I'm sure in real life she's a very nice person, so I don't want to totally write her off).

To me, she's like the Martha Stewart of the knitting world. Her stuff is amazing, spectacular, and beautiful, but honestly, who would knit it? Oh sure she throws us a bone by offering an attainable pattern every now and then like her Endpaper Mitts, but so does Martha when she shows us how to make party favors for a three year old's birthday.

My beef could lie in skill level envy, this is true. However, I know if I had the determination I could put on a Martha-esque spring dinner party if I really really really wanted to. I just don't want to! I suppose I could knit entrelac socks if I really wanted to.

Eunny also belongs to that genre of blogger that I love to look at, but secretly can't stand.

You probably know the type.

They are knit bloggers that blog 99.9% about their knitting and musings about knitting (virtually no personal information is shared about them) and they take artsy pictures of their works in progress, finished objects, and yarn.

You know the pictures I'm talking about don't you? They're usually posed on a piece of IKEA furniture in their New York loft. They're shot close up with a cup of designer coffee in a hand-thrown clay mug artsily out of focus in the background. No buttons or KAL links clutter their sidebars (although they oddly all seem to link to each other's blogs). And everyone idolizes them.

I guess I'm just being petty and bitter. However I know even if they didn't knit, I'd still hate them for their perfectly tidy apartments with no dust bunnies and yards of books bought by the foot in their bookcase to make them look intelligent.

I suppose I can only aspire to have many leather-bound books and an apartment that smells of rich mahogany and some perfectly posed knitting artfully snapped and posted on my blog.

Speaking of petty--for those of you continuing your IK subscription: next time you get an issue, sit down with a bottle of your alcohol of choice and take a swig everytime you see the same expression on this girl's face:


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DRINK!


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DRINK!


IK1



DRINK!

I won't miss the piss poor modeling in IK much either. This chick's never-changing expression bugs the hell out of me. Flip through the current and last issues. She's got a total range of two expressions.

To her credit though, maybe she has Bell's Palsy. Her expression screams Nancy Zieman (Sewing With Nancy) to me:


NZ



She's not the only one that bugs me though.

Maybe I've watched too much America's Next Top Model, but they all suck. Another good way to get drunk fast would be to take a swig for each picture you see where they're tugging or touching the edge of clothing with their hands (see the second pose of Zombie Pucker Girl I posted up there).

You know because everytime I wear my handknit stuff, I always touch the edges of it at all times. Makes wearing a new pair of socks and walking a little difficult though.

Alright! Enough griping!

To commemorate my first day on the job Monday, I'll give you a blast from the past picture of me on my very first job:

theater monkey
(I totally need a scanner.)

Ah, the carefree days of being a movie theater monkey. I'm guessing this picture is from about ten years ago. I'm still wearing a blue vest meaning I hadn't been promoted to an illustrious red vest (and later a red blazer, oh the polyester horror!).

But maybe it's from nine years ago.

It always took a while to be able to work your way up to getting shifts in the box office. Selling tickets was the coveted position. It was so much nicer than shuffling greasy popcorn or sweeping it up off the floor. Tearing tickets was nice too, but it was too easy to get dragged into cleaning theaters.

That job put me through three years of college and introduced me to Dr. Mad Scientist. So I guess those years of being trapped in gray polyester pants that made my svetle-by-today's-measurement-butt look huge were worth it.

What was your first job?

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52 Comments:

Blogger Karen said...

Bad penny is coming along nicely. New interweave? I wonder if mine will come in the mail today. Let's hope!

So, first job....15, over the summer, driving to Long Island with my mother every morning leaving the house way before any normal 15 year old should be up. My glorious job was to put the price tags on the clothes with the ubercool pricing gun. But I saved enough that summer to buy my own stereo system. I haven't stopped working since.

7:35 AM  
Blogger Macoco said...

Good luck with the new job - it's a shame it won't have an awesome uniform like the movie theater gig.

My first job was working for my mom starting in elementary school. She was a crafter (sewing & stenciling) and I would do setup, breakdown and run the money box at craft shows. I hated doing CT shows because calculating the 8.5% tax was a bitch.
Also, I would do the turning work on the sewn items - turn them inside out and then poke the corners with a dowel to make the corners sharp and crisp. She started me out at a penny a potholder, but I think I eventually made it up to 5 cents.

7:37 AM  
Blogger Kaitie Tee said...

So true about those bloggers. Although I take close-ups so you don't see my dust bunnies. Perhaps they're secretly the messiest, lamest people ever but they attempt to cover it up through clever photo tricks.

My first job was working the candy counter at a department store. I was young and flirty and loved my job. Plus we got to taste everything so we could be knowledgeable sales people.

7:54 AM  
Blogger Cheesy Knit Wit said...

I got my IK too. There are a couple of patterns in there that I would make.

It is funny you are canceling your subscription, because mine runs out in the winter, and I will not renew mine. I figure it will be cheaper for me in the long run to just buy a mag. here and there, and honestly I have never knitted a single thing out of all the IK I have.

That gal freaks me out a bit too.

My first job was working in a donut shop! That was awesome!

Have a great first day and week at your job.

:-)

8:14 AM  
Anonymous Cathy said...

Congrats on the new job :)

My first paying job was answering the telephones at the church rectory on Sunday afternoons. I was 12. It was under the table.

My first real job with working papers and everything was when I was 14. I worked at the public library as a page in the children's room. I loved it. It was the start of a life-long career.

8:18 AM  
Blogger Cheesy Knit Wit said...

Oh, I love the shit-eating grin on your face! That's priceless!

8:18 AM  
Blogger ZantiMissKnit said...

My first job was working in a life insurance company. My neighbor, who worked there, got me the interview. It was the start of my long career as an Office Monkey.

You've seen my filthy windows, so I know I'm not one of *those* bloggers. I personally enjoy reading blogs more along the lines of yours, PK's, and Poops' . . . knitting comment and life comment. The three of you all have the talent to make the mundane very interesting. I strive for that.

8:32 AM  
Blogger Melissa said...

I haven't gotten my new IK. Now I'll be stalking the mailbox.
Good luck with the job. My first job was at a movie rental store and that's where I met Lucky Husband! :) Along with the whole toxicologist connection (which is seriously hard to come by!) I think the twilight zone music should cue about now.

8:41 AM  
Blogger Wendy said...

My first job?? I was a sandwich maker at Wendy's - no kidding! I worked there for three months, and then moved out of town to go to college.

Good luck next week! I'll miss your daily posts ;).

8:41 AM  
Blogger Inky said...

I haven't gotten my new IK yet - but I'm pondering not renewing either, it seems I only ever like the Fall issue, might as well just buy it off the rack.

first job, age 15 1/2, Gemco in the Fabric Department for work experience in school. Stayed until I was 19. Loved that job, all those patterns and fabric, it was still cheap to make your own clothes, and poly pants were hip and high waisted. Cute boys worked in the rest of the store, and much flirting and dating ensued. Nearly got engaged to a very hot 33 year old man (I was 18 by then!) but the parents would have nothing of it. Funny that later I would marry a man 12 years my junior and they were okay with that.

8:47 AM  
Anonymous Melissa said...

Well, actually if you read some of Eunny's reeeally, reeaaly old posts, it's a lot more 'normal.' When my essay came out, my mom told everyone and their dog about my blog and my site, and suddenly my great aunts were leaving me comments and my high school English teacher knows my blog addy. Which is a bit freaky. I've started culling some personal content from my postings, too, just because...it's not as private as it was. There get to be expectations, too. Every time Eunny goes silent I wonder if it's because she doesn't have anything to show, or the last thing she made turned out like crap, or she feels like she can't show it until it's finished. I guess that I think someone who seems a bit introverted and really creative might be overwhelmed when she gets hundreds of comments on a (hypothetical) post about whether she should go to the grocery store before lunch or after, and after a day or so begins to be pestered for something else, something new, something fabulous. Not even Eunny can finish a sweater every day.

Oh, yeah - and I'm totally jealous of her. She's not much older than me, you know...

Random factoid about myself that always sort of embarrasses me to admit: I've never had a job. Yup. Never. Had. A job. Now you know.

8:50 AM  
Anonymous Amby said...

Oh Bezzie, I love you, you tell it like it is! I secretly adore Eunny, but I think I know what other blogs you're talking about. We should set up a satire blog and call it "Trophy Wife Knits" or something along those lines. The Trophy Wife will whip out a sweater or lace shawl in approximately two days, and pose in a different room for each FO picture (better to show off the interior decorating). With your priceless writing and my mad photography skillz, we too could have 3643 Bloglines subscribers!

My first job was a Cart and Range Employee at a snotty-but-public golf course in Rochester Hills, MI. I worked with a bunch of snots from a snotty high school, and hated every minute of it.

8:53 AM  
Blogger Starfish said...

My first job was working in a dental lab (they made dentures and crowns and things) and my job was in the mailroom - opening the packages from dentists that contained those rubber molds - straight from the patient's mouth...saliva and all. GROSS. And to think I actually lied about my age to get the job.

I don't loathe Eunny - not sure why, she seems like someone I would normally loathe. Her work is just so unbelievable and impractical I don't even see her as a normal knitter/blogger. My secret? That McPhee woman kind of gets on my nerves. Worshipped by millions - I just don't get it.

8:59 AM  
Blogger Jo said...

Jeez, Bezzie - I hope I'm not one of those bloggers you hate! (I don't like entrelac - is that in my favour?)

My first job (other than babysitting or doing stuff for my parents) was working at Dairy Queen. Turned me off ice cream for the *longest* time!

9:11 AM  
Blogger sgeddes said...

I got my Interweave yesterday. Funny, I was thinking I just may not renew my subscritpion. I'm totally not liking it at all anymore. The format just sucks.

My fist job was working at the Cookie Factory in a mall. I got to decorate all the fun cookies people ordered for birthdays etc.

Well, good luck Monday. I'm glad you got a job, but I'll miss the frequent posts!

9:48 AM  
Blogger Krysstyllanthrox said...

My father later (we are talking 10 years or so) apologized for getting me my first job... He never believed me when told that after working for Doug I could work for anyone. Not because I was so sweet, but because he was such an ass.

I worked for a friend of my Dad's. He would buy pallets of returned merchandise from the bigger stores (Target, Spiegel, and the like). We would then go through and sell the good stuff, repair the ok stuff, and use the bad stuff for parts. So when I say I can usually fix something, no matter how bizarre, I probably can.

Also, can't stand the song "Blue Christmas" by Elvis because of that job. Imagine getting in an ass ton of teddy bears that you pushed a button and it sang that. Now imagine that half of them have nearly dead batteries so Elvis sounds like he just had a stroke. *shiver*

Enjoy being in the black again!

9:58 AM  
Blogger Penny Karma said...

My first job was as a waitress in a retirement community. I was not cut out to wait tables. Or deal with the elderly.

10:08 AM  
Blogger bradyphrenia said...

dammit, where's my issue? this is my last mag as well...i'm still debating whether i should resubscribe. i have a feeling that i'd just end up picking it up on the newsstand every quarter if i don't...

i admire EJ's work and skill level, but i hate that level of cult worship she inspires. i pretty much never comment on blogs like hers (grumperina is another good example). what could be said that doesn't sound like simpering bow-down blather?

oh and my first job was helping out my mom at hobby lobby when i was 14. i got paid in cash under the table since i was underage. i probably shouldn't have said that.

10:18 AM  
Blogger weezalana said...

Ah Bezzie, I think I love you.

My first job was at Disneyland, working as a meeter/greeter of a now-long-gone Hawaiian restaurant. Long sleeve, floor length, faux Hawaiian print dress with large white ruffles, walking around in 100-degree heat with 85-percent humidity, trying to get people to come in for lunch. I don't know how successful I was at that, but I did get asked to pose in a lot of pics. I'm immortalized in dusty photo albums around the world.

10:37 AM  
Blogger buttercup said...

While we're all spilling our thoughts on "those" blogs - I'm with ya! I've been to Euny's blog a couple times to read her lace hints and tips. Somewhere in there I got that she's only been knitting for like 3 or 4 years. NO. WAY. OK Maybe she does have mad crazy intergallactically inspired skillz but - damn! Oh and the tiny font she uses chased me away for evah!

1st job was selling tickets at a local theater. It was cold and drafty and we had a space heater that never worked. But I saw a lot of good plays by semi-professional actors.

10:53 AM  
Blogger Red Dog Knits - Kristi and Otis said...

I'm with ya on the IK - I don't plan to renew my script and most knitting by the pros seems overly embellished and too busy for my taste. I've decided to not buy any more books for one pattern either. My first job was as one of those annoying perfume girls at Hudsons....I haven't worn perfume since that job.

11:19 AM  
Blogger Poops said...

I think we all know who I think are the best knitbloggers around and how peeved I am that neither of them will settle down and write their respective books so that I might stalk them on their book tours.

And get my boobs signed. Maybe.

I'm going to miss my daily dose of Meanderings. Really, really, really.

I had my first job at 15; I worked for my small town's Parks and Rec program. We had a summer day camp program for kids M - F, and we played kickball and did crafts. And we got a day off if it rained. It rained three times all summer.

11:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't know anything about this knit mag. So no comment. As for that pic!!!! I did fall off my computer sitting ball seeing that!!!! As for my first real paying job it was the Army!! Love, Mom

11:32 AM  
Anonymous Susan said...

I'm gonna be completely unoriginal and say that I think I love you! I know exactly what kind of blog/ger you're talking about. Slap me if it happens to me!

My first job was in a book store. I came home with a lot of books, not much money.

11:41 AM  
Blogger Magatha said...

You had a lovely snark there and I do agree with a bit of it. Knitting posed with coffee makes me want to puke every time!
Eunny is a virtuoso, a sort of knitting genius, now a professional knitter, and that can lead to some pissed-offness on the part of all us less talented knitting amateurs. I want those socks of hers, the Bayerische, but I can't even decipher the pattern. Really, I don't even see where to start!
I have just the blog for you Bez!

http://eiknit.com/

Enjoy! ;-)

PS> Have a perfect first day on the job! The pic in the theater is priceless!

12:01 PM  
Anonymous Zuma said...

I didn't think anyone else in the universe watched Sewing with Nancy. That show is a trip!

Just so you know, you are always welcome in my little apartment - the dust bunnies will through a party for you, and I'll even scootch all the magazines off the end of the couch so you can sit down. =)

12:23 PM  
Anonymous Zuma said...

Ooops - spelling errors are just part of my charm. ;)

One of my first jobs was as a telemarketer for a bowling alley. Only we weren't supposed to call it a bowling alley, it was a Family Bowling Center. LOL. I hated that job.

12:32 PM  
Blogger Jessica said...

HAHA. Great post. I thought of a few people when you described bloggers yarn posts. :D I will probably never knit anything of Eunny's. I'm just not that good! I don't really care for her either. I'm going to come out with something here. I've never told anyone this but, I don't understand why people worship the Yarn Harlot. She knits and wrote a book. Big deal. Sounds like everybody else to me. Maybe I need to read the book.

My first job was a cashier at a grocery store. Publix. They were great. Easy peezy lemon squeezy.

12:44 PM  
Blogger Zonda said...

Hehe!! My first job was at a local ice cream and snack shop. Burned my fingers on the pizza oven and made the cones too big...I got fired cause I showed up to work 20 mins late, wrote that I was on time. But I stayed 40 mins. late. Guess I should have put that down!

I have that same feeling about woman at the gym that don't sweat, make up is perfect and they have like 3 hrs to work out, cause they don't have anything else to do..grrr.

Good luck on Monday!! :)

1:09 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth said...

First job after babysitting was making sandwiches in a deli in a small grocery in a college town. Lots of stoned students. I also cleaned houses for some people and spent two summers (after junior and senior yrs in high school) living in as a nanny/cook/errand-runner/housecleaner.

I'm insanely jealous of Eunny's success, but I know I don't have anywhere near her kind of drive. I tell myself that if I was that driven, I could be that good. We'll never know if it's true or not.

In the latest IK, there's one sweater that's crying out for a little photoshop fun. The cropped white sweater. The model should be saying, "Where's the rest of my top?!"

1:46 PM  
Blogger Cheesy Knit Wit said...

Please everyone go check out Mags. link. I can see Bezzie steaming right now! Ha !

2:06 PM  
Blogger janna said...

My first job was a paper route, in the morning before school, at age 12. I am not,and have never been, a morning person. Riding a bike (in the snow!) at 6:00 a.m. was miserable.

I like Eunny, and I like the new IK format -- to each their own!

Good luck on Monday!

(your word verification hates me...)

2:08 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

First job....registering people to vote! I got paid 25 cents per registration.

It was awesome.

2:41 PM  
Blogger Sssarahevt said...

My fav blogs are the wacky-crazy ones, the polished martha ones are kinda like coffee-table book blogs.
First job was being a dock b**ch, running for ice, food, and other supplies from the store down the road during a weekend boat race/cruise. I was 13ish, and the grown men felt so bad sending me for 25lb bags of ice that I musta made $400 in tips that weekend.

2:41 PM  
Blogger Elizabeth said...

OK, that blog was right up there. I'm afraid it'll turn out to be someone we know, only we don't know it's her and all, so I don't want to say anything too nasty. But, yeah, she could be the Trophy Wife Knits prototype.

3:34 PM  
Blogger cpurl17 said...

Look at all these comments! You're going to become the next celebrity blogger!

MY first job was in a movie theater too! I was the fastest casher and our theater owners were too cheap to have real registers so we had to add up everything in our head, eek.


Good luck on Monday!

4:10 PM  
Blogger Liz said...

I stopped getting IK about a year ago... I can't justify the subscription if I never knit anything from the mag!

Rant on all you want about *those* bloggers, including Eunny Jang. I don't read her blog anymore because she repeatedly comes off as condescending and smug. No room for that in my blog life! (also? I find it hard to believe that she can knit intricate sweaters and what not in "stolen snatches of time". Ha!)

First job: shoe store clerk in my hometown. Lots of old ladies with bunions and corns. Fun times all around! From there, I took a job at a chocolate shop, dipping strawberries and other goodies. That was pretty much my 15-year old self's dream job. Except for peddling the chocolate penises and boobs. That was just weird (and they were kept in a secret cabinet. Wasn't I surprised the day some dirty old man came in looking for "dirty chocolate". WTF?)

4:22 PM  
Anonymous HappyPiranha said...

I rarely buy IK or, for that matter, most knitting mags. I have enough projects to keep me busy until I retire. Plus, I live in Florida, so no sense paying for the fall and winter issues full of big ol' wool sweaters.

First job - Baskin Robbins, back in the day when the uniforms were tunics of lurvely pink, white, and brown striped polyester, and a puffy baseball-ish cap. I spent weekends scooping ice cream, waiting for cute guys to come in (not that they were interested in my geeky self). I was soooo disillusioned when local high school basketball stud came in and order two scoops of vanilla ice cream. Dude! Crush over. Best benefit of that job - being satisfied with one or two spoonfuls of ice cream at one setting. It mostly cured my sweet tooth.

5:06 PM  
Blogger IrishgirlieKnits & PashyKnits said...

First, your bad penny is looking fabulous!! Hope your first day goes well :)

My first job after babysitting was answering the phones on the weekends at the convent on my high school campus (yeap...catholic school girl...hanging out with nuns on the weekend...oh what would they think now!).

7:10 PM  
Anonymous NikBudnik said...

My First job was as a model for IKEA.
How dare you.
No really, I was a barista in a high end espresso/import shop.
Shut up. In advance.

Just Kidding.
Congats! On the legal Monkey job!

And I don't need knitting photos to drink. :)
But what the Hell.........lets have fun.

I am so sorry, this post is entrely unappropriate.
Unless your name is Tipsy Nik, than, all is well with the world.
Good luck!

Lots of love.

7:26 PM  
Blogger Jennifer said...

Bad Penny is looking great and I am jealous of your IK!

Ok, let's see...my first real job was being a supermarket checker. I wanted to work and my boyfriend worked there. I will never do that again. It is long and grueling work. Thank god I don't have pictures of me in my smock....

9:12 PM  
Blogger Amysatx said...

I'll sure miss your frequent updates but am thrilled you were able to find a job!! I just got my IK today so I'll be checking it out with a beer in hand for the expressions-hee! My first job was at a small town ice cream shop.

3:08 PM  
Blogger Alisha said...

Great post Bezzie. I am addicted to some blogs that are perfect...it is hard not to be LOL I crop photos so you can not see certain things...like my bubble photo...the bathroom is unfinished.

9:57 PM  
Blogger maryannlucy said...

I haven't got time to leave a comment...I have just checked out Magatha's link, am now feeling totally inadequate, so I am off to clean my house, no actually sell it and get something more suitable for beautifully posed photos! Kick my cat off the settee, tell DD to get dressed and stop slobbing around in PJs and a throw, open the curtains, and put the piles of books and UFOs away - sigh :-(

4:30 AM  
Blogger maryannlucy said...

Good luck tomorrow Rosemary! Hope all goes well, will be thinking of you..now get knitting and get that fab Bad Penny finished...

4:32 AM  
Blogger Sherry W said...

I don't dislike EJ, but she makes knitting seem like crazy yarn alchemy instead of just knits and purls. Directions of techniques should not inspire fear and intimidation, IMO. She's like the yin of EZ's yang.

10:58 PM  
Blogger bigevilgrape said...

My first job was a bus monitor for my summer camp (I was too young to be a real conselor, but aparently they don't care how old the person rideing the bus with the kids is.)

5:46 AM  
Blogger Kate said...

We have dust bison here. Immobilized thumb, soccer, and end of semester crazies will do that. I take my pics outside!

My first job was at 16 and I worked selling shoes at Monkey Ward's. I sold tons of work boots. The blue collar guys were at least nice to me. The middle aged ladies, not so much. I swear that I won't work retail again.

7:52 AM  
Blogger Carol said...

You looked so cute! Were you wearing blue fingernail polish? Your Bad Penny looks awesome, just remember to smile when you model it for us ;) You know, what we see in the photos of those neatly arranged FOs and yarn may be the only clean and/or clear space in their apts. mwahahaha just a thought. My 1st job was in St. Christopher's Children's Hospital in Philly, if you don't count the babysitting at people's homes. How did I wind up in finance?

2:22 PM  
Blogger gray la gran said...

first job ... chick-fil-a ! minimum wage was around $2.30/hr. the good thing about that job, i learned how to count back change!
knit-bloggers ... i concur. i (think) keep eunny in my side bar as a link for her technical reference. i like to look at brooklyntweed for his technical advice and experience too, as i do a couple of other bloggers, that are very detailed in their descriptions. but, i rarely leave a comment. it seems pointless.
i also find it irritating when someone just winds a ball of yarn and snaps a picture and gets 30 comments. i mean, WTF?!
the new IK ... of all the knitting periodicals out there, i feel their designs are more my style. i'm not a fan of the new format, but i wouldn't let that keep me from renewing. i do like the content.

10:15 AM  
Blogger Linnea said...

First job was as an Optometric Assistant (translation: Office Grunt) at an optometrist's office on the island. It was great. I'd do it again today if I lived on the same continent and thought I could somehow get more than $6.00 an hour. Really, I loved that job.

Re blogs: Yup. And, I'm going to go to swanky department stores dressed up to the nines to pose with all my FOs from now on. And maybe consider getting braces and a haircut before I ever show a photo of myself again.

*snark*

2:33 AM  
Blogger Rain said...

Bezzie you crack me up.

My first job was at 15 working on a market stall selling greetings cards. I started in Nov so it was bloody freezing working in a wooden hut. I saw the error of my ways a year later and got a bar job.

7:05 AM  

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