Saturday, September 02, 2006
A chance to catch my breath...
Wow. September 1st has come and gone, and I'm shot to hell. Even my brother is telling me to get some rest, and he considers walking around in circle for hours with pretty drunking college chicks a proper way to spend time, wearing them out rather than laying them down. Work has been shitty to say the least, and although this is nothing new, people are getting unusually nasty. Part of the problem is the access to information. As mentioned in my SOBE trip posting, the access to information is not the problem, making sense of the data is. (I consider the SOBE post some of the best writing I've ever done. I realize now my writing talent is not lacking. Quality subject material is.) As such people have access to more of there personal information, but don't have any context. Even worse is when non-financial aid counselors give out financial aid information. That led to s screaming fit from a fat bitch. I was getting ready to toss her, but the boss took over. Another incident, originating with someone who "teaches" at the shcool (his words) all while being 20. I'll assume he does something for the music department; not for anything he said, but because he literally yelled and thought he was talking at normal volume. Lets hope his eardrums are blown and he's not a functional retard. Anyway, he kept yelling financial aid information at me. This would be bad enough, but the info he was shouting was wrong. Worse yet, the falsehoods he was screaming were not only wrong, but the complete opposit of reality on every level. All the while he kept insisting he was right and I was wrong. Eventually I got him to finally shut his fucking hole and listen.
Still, this moment is not the time to detail the trials of my accidental career, nor is this a moment to reflect. Those can come later. Today is time for planning and looking ahead. I have stable employment, a good salary, and a strong support system of family and friends. It's taken me a long time to get to this place. I was talking to Karl, and he basically agreed with me when I said the salary I'm presently making is a good start. Moreover, I would be making a similar amount as an HR exec, but would not get the two pension plans, 11 weeks paid vacation, free benefits, or the stability of tenure. I'm really happy with my place in life right now, and the best is yet to come. Well, assuming I can avoid getting fired for... never mind. Anyway, I'm ready for my next vacation, which is only 13 days away. At this point I've earned it.
All of this self aggrandizement aside, I am really happy. I'm even going to the gym with Karl, and I actually like it. I hope so; I've certainly given them enough of my money. I refer to my first workout last Wed. as the $280 workout, since that's how much I've paid them before setting foot in the place. Anyway, getting in shape has always been on the agenda, sandwiched somewhere between building that cabin in the Poconos and hitting the brothels in Prauge. Actually, hitting the brothels in Prauge was higher. With the cost of the membership, it would be cheaper as well. Still, the gym is closer and the only disease risk is athlete's foot (from me to them, not the other way around...) . I'll post more later on that subject. More tomorrow....
Still, this moment is not the time to detail the trials of my accidental career, nor is this a moment to reflect. Those can come later. Today is time for planning and looking ahead. I have stable employment, a good salary, and a strong support system of family and friends. It's taken me a long time to get to this place. I was talking to Karl, and he basically agreed with me when I said the salary I'm presently making is a good start. Moreover, I would be making a similar amount as an HR exec, but would not get the two pension plans, 11 weeks paid vacation, free benefits, or the stability of tenure. I'm really happy with my place in life right now, and the best is yet to come. Well, assuming I can avoid getting fired for... never mind. Anyway, I'm ready for my next vacation, which is only 13 days away. At this point I've earned it.
All of this self aggrandizement aside, I am really happy. I'm even going to the gym with Karl, and I actually like it. I hope so; I've certainly given them enough of my money. I refer to my first workout last Wed. as the $280 workout, since that's how much I've paid them before setting foot in the place. Anyway, getting in shape has always been on the agenda, sandwiched somewhere between building that cabin in the Poconos and hitting the brothels in Prauge. Actually, hitting the brothels in Prauge was higher. With the cost of the membership, it would be cheaper as well. Still, the gym is closer and the only disease risk is athlete's foot (from me to them, not the other way around...) . I'll post more later on that subject. More tomorrow....
