7.17.2002
Hello again all... More pointless rambling.
I spent the entire day pissed off. I haven't done that in a long time, as I am a fairly mellow guy, but this was a long, slow-burning anger that powered my day.
It was extremely hot, and dry (which, incidentally, is better than the hot-and-humid variety), and dusty. And not a breath of wind. I had to run this big loader back and forth all day ricocheting off the walls of the cab, inhaling 6 pounds of dust in the process (still picking out mud boogers in case anybody cares to know). That is usually tiring and tenderizing, but the worst came when my uncle, who I work with/for caught a nap in the middle of the day while I was working and he should have been. That pushed me over the edge. But that is not all. That was only the last half of the day, which was simply icing on the pissed-cake. The underlying anger stems from the first of the fundamental emotions I described as fear. I turned in my hours for the month of June at the end of the month, and I still haven't gotten a paycheck. He keeps stalling and stalling and putting me off. I have enough dough to make the summer, but none to pay my bills when I return to Minnesotaland. I fear he will string me out until I am flat broke and then only give part of the money owed. That has almost happened before, but was narrowly averted.
I know I can sic my grandma (his mom) on him, though, and that will most likely make him pay... :)
Oh well.... I am calming now.
I ran into a guy I worked with last summer and kind of became friends with. We share some common ground... he is from Garrison, and went to BHS, and then what used to be CLC when it was BCC (he is a couple years older than I), and got as fed up and tired of brainerd as I did, and blasted off for a place as far away as he could get, which ended up to be fairbanks. You have to admire that. :) anyhow, I ran into him once earlier this summer, and this now second chance encounter has reminded me how much I enjoyed working at the State DOT last year. It was a really good bunch of people. I had no idea what I was doing, but it was still cool. And being a government agency, nobody cared what I did, if anything.
I am seriously considering returning there after graduation, if possible. Life after may is a COMPLETE blank page at this point, but it is a front-running option.
hmmm. i hate decisions like what to do after graduation. Everything seems so final, like, ok.... THIS is what you are going to be doing for the next 30+ years.
maybe grad school to forestall the inevitable future?
hmmm.
jeff
PS. I tried the video on a PC, but no go. I tried it on a mac, with only a partial go. Lots of distortion... little audio chirps and burps is all. No video. Is there something else I need?
I spent the entire day pissed off. I haven't done that in a long time, as I am a fairly mellow guy, but this was a long, slow-burning anger that powered my day.
It was extremely hot, and dry (which, incidentally, is better than the hot-and-humid variety), and dusty. And not a breath of wind. I had to run this big loader back and forth all day ricocheting off the walls of the cab, inhaling 6 pounds of dust in the process (still picking out mud boogers in case anybody cares to know). That is usually tiring and tenderizing, but the worst came when my uncle, who I work with/for caught a nap in the middle of the day while I was working and he should have been. That pushed me over the edge. But that is not all. That was only the last half of the day, which was simply icing on the pissed-cake. The underlying anger stems from the first of the fundamental emotions I described as fear. I turned in my hours for the month of June at the end of the month, and I still haven't gotten a paycheck. He keeps stalling and stalling and putting me off. I have enough dough to make the summer, but none to pay my bills when I return to Minnesotaland. I fear he will string me out until I am flat broke and then only give part of the money owed. That has almost happened before, but was narrowly averted.
I know I can sic my grandma (his mom) on him, though, and that will most likely make him pay... :)
Oh well.... I am calming now.
I ran into a guy I worked with last summer and kind of became friends with. We share some common ground... he is from Garrison, and went to BHS, and then what used to be CLC when it was BCC (he is a couple years older than I), and got as fed up and tired of brainerd as I did, and blasted off for a place as far away as he could get, which ended up to be fairbanks. You have to admire that. :) anyhow, I ran into him once earlier this summer, and this now second chance encounter has reminded me how much I enjoyed working at the State DOT last year. It was a really good bunch of people. I had no idea what I was doing, but it was still cool. And being a government agency, nobody cared what I did, if anything.
I am seriously considering returning there after graduation, if possible. Life after may is a COMPLETE blank page at this point, but it is a front-running option.
hmmm. i hate decisions like what to do after graduation. Everything seems so final, like, ok.... THIS is what you are going to be doing for the next 30+ years.
maybe grad school to forestall the inevitable future?
hmmm.
jeff
PS. I tried the video on a PC, but no go. I tried it on a mac, with only a partial go. Lots of distortion... little audio chirps and burps is all. No video. Is there something else I need?
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