I’m sitting in the rec center, as usual, but you should see me. I’m walking around with bread, peanut butter, and jelly in my back pack. So I’m sitting in the corner, making a damn sandwich. This is my solution to buying out. It’s quite the scene.
If you think that’s weird, just the other day, I witnessed an older guy at work mixing his Cheetos with yogurt…Rather odd, if you ask me. He was Asian too. Not really helping my case.
Still plugging away at work. One day at a time. Scratch that. One hour at a time. Ok, it’s not THAT bad. As stated before, my new, temporary ‘department’ is a hell of a lot better than what I was dealing with before. And the good thing about this temporary position is that my hard work gets noticed. My work is not demanding at all right now, but when there’s something to get done, I can be counted on to get it done. And my boss knows that.
This one kid was really annoying me for a while because he has no work ethic. Can’t separate down time from work time. Disappears often and doesn’t contribute a whole lot. I had a couple arguments before I gave it up. My boss knows I’m right, but he gets equally as tired of dealing with him as I do. I’ve gone volcano on him before. You know what I mean. You’re doing your thing, but this other thing is just eating you up and bothering you like no other before you finally explode. Maybe you don’t. But I get that sometimes. Working on it.
Now, I just ignore him for the most part. I do my thing. If that means me doing the majority of the work, so be it. I can’t be bothered. Rather just get it done and move on. If he can still get a good night’s sleep after not putting forth an honest day’s work, good for him. Working on worrying about myself. I’m the go to guy, and that’s reward enough.
The problem is, I still have that rebellious side to me. It’s not going away. It’s a part of me. So I refuse to accept the standard BS answer that people like to give you and say, ‘That’s just the way it is.’ Bullshit. That’s the way it is because no one wants to do anything to change it and most people just accept that answer, rather than make any kind of attempt to change it. I shut up from time to time, but I make waves when I can. Someone needs to. I will continue to undermine and question illogical authority until I’m old and gray.
Once again, like always, I find myself in a situation that seems and in reality is just temporary. That being said, I feel like I’m in another purgatory. I’m afraid to make big moves. I feel like those big moves will only slow my progress in the future, i.e. getting a car, my own place, or anything of any substantial value. All that will just complicate things when it comes time for me to leave and move on, which will happen sooner than later. I feel like I’m always in this position. It sucks.
I suppose this is the price you pay for always moving around. The sad part is, I still have plans to do so after my current situation ends. I’ve got a while, but nonetheless. I wanted experience over money and materials. I guess I’m getting that. And everything that goes with it.I manage to stay busy, though. Take for example the other day. I was up at 335, worked till 8 AM. During work, I had already taken care of my laundry. Just had to go collect it and fold it afterwards. Following work, I went to the gym, then took a shower and cleaned up. I took care of all this before it was even 10 AM. In one sense, that’s awesome. In another, it’s just like what the hell.
My free time is so precious that I’ve got to constantly multi task. When work falls on a gym day, I’ll go on break and get a shower in as well. Do you think I like doing that? No way. I would much rather read, relax, and nap. My only other alternative is taking care of that stuff after work.
Well most of my days start at 4 AM and I get out at 6 PM. That’s a long day, even with breaks. The last thing I want to do is stick around there, see the people I’ve seen all day, and limit my own ‘free time’. The only way to maximize my time is to take care of all those things during work so I can just jet out afterwards. And with a 4 AM start, I have to be back by 10 PM at the latest so I can actually get some sleep.
Typically I’m working with between five and six hours of sleep. I’ll get naps in if I can during those breaks. They’re unintentional, though. I usually go and read, but end up falling asleep. I’ll wake up again, read a few lines or a few pages, fall back asleep, and continue this cycle until my alarm goes off. What a day.
I miss not knowing what anyone was saying because I didn’t understand the language. Ignorance is bliss. At least in that, I don’t have to hear all the negative garbage that spews from people’s mouths. I’ve completely lost faith in humanity. I probably never really had much, but being around some of these people all day – it gets to you. I just can’t believe how people think, act, and speak.
Of course, I’ve known this. But again, now I’m exposed to it all the time, daily. I’ll tell you, though. I can’t fathom it. I’m just speaking in generalities because the specifics are countless. Makes you wonder how much good is actually out there in the world. A very small amount, methinks.
I’ve missed the changing of the seasons out here. Autumn, one of my favorites. I would have loved to see the changing of the leaves and enjoyed some of the other comforts that Fall offers. Cider, fresh cider donuts, seasonal beers, the hikes with the views, the warm days and cooler nights, being comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt, and just the overall feel. I don’t even watch football, but it was nice to see it on TV with it giving me that Fall sense.
We had a few, I won’t say rainy, but almost rainy and grey sky days. I have to say. I appreciated them. It was nice just to have something different for a change. Oddly enough, I might even be looking forward to the cold. It seems unlikely, though. I think my judgment is just clouded right now. I’ll probably feel differently once I’m in it.
I think I want to just go around the world, dabble in some photography and write about my experiences. Is there a job like this? Can I make it one? How would I go about doing this? I would love to know.
I’ll tell you one thing I’m sick of, though. Rushing. I’m always rushing. I get up at 340, I’m rushing to get down to work by 4. I’m rushing to complete my workout during my break if it falls on a gym day. I’m rushing shower after work, then rushing to walk over to one of the places where I can snag wifi in order to maximize my free time. I’m then rushing back to maximize my sleep time which is more often than not lacking. Rushing, rushing, rushing. I'm a Rushin' American'.
