Sunday, March 27, 2005
Do you ever get the feeling that you wanted to stay and still had the feeling that you wanted to go? Started to stay, decided to go. Decided to stay again but started to go anyway? No? Me neither actually but typing all those words gets me in the groove of writing.
It's been much too long since my last post but i find I wish to write the most when I'm feeling down and low. When i'm up there's no need to write, I just live it. Down and I need to vent. This is not a venting session though! I'm average and I just feel like writing.
There once was a boy from the 'bridge
Whose life was too much like a fridge
He took off his pants
And decided to dance
And froze his wee-wee off on a ridge.
OK, so it doesn't rhyme. so what? It's not a real poem. I'm just putting down words here.
If you don't like it you can certainly read another blog.
Estimating a construction project is a bit like guessing at the weight of a woman. Unless you know what you're doing you're going to get shitkicked. And even if you do know what you're doing you might still get shitkicked. Just a piece of wisdom I learned this past week.
I will continue to try and post more often but I get sidetracked so easily. I'm not promising anything.
It's been much too long since my last post but i find I wish to write the most when I'm feeling down and low. When i'm up there's no need to write, I just live it. Down and I need to vent. This is not a venting session though! I'm average and I just feel like writing.
There once was a boy from the 'bridge
Whose life was too much like a fridge
He took off his pants
And decided to dance
And froze his wee-wee off on a ridge.
OK, so it doesn't rhyme. so what? It's not a real poem. I'm just putting down words here.
If you don't like it you can certainly read another blog.
Estimating a construction project is a bit like guessing at the weight of a woman. Unless you know what you're doing you're going to get shitkicked. And even if you do know what you're doing you might still get shitkicked. Just a piece of wisdom I learned this past week.
I will continue to try and post more often but I get sidetracked so easily. I'm not promising anything.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
I now understand, better than I ever have, why people choose to work for themselves. It seems no matter what company you work for you get the same idiots to work with. And they get promoted and placed in positions of greater and greater authority. And then you hear that they are on the way out, and it just takes one more screw-up. Only the bosses who are waiting for the screw-up give the idiot more responsibility so he/she has more chances to fuck up, and a greater likelihood that she/he will fuck up huge.
This is the position I find myself in. One of my superiors is on the way out but in the meantime he's overloaded with work that he couldn't do before. So my job suffers even more so. I have a bitchy-turd supervisor who seems to have a vendetta against me and is taking it out at every opportunity. And finally, my immediate boss no longer has the confidence that he once had in me.
But I just keep working for low wages and even less respect. And sometimes I ask myself why..... I come up with one answer. My student loans have to be paid off.
This is the position I find myself in. One of my superiors is on the way out but in the meantime he's overloaded with work that he couldn't do before. So my job suffers even more so. I have a bitchy-turd supervisor who seems to have a vendetta against me and is taking it out at every opportunity. And finally, my immediate boss no longer has the confidence that he once had in me.
But I just keep working for low wages and even less respect. And sometimes I ask myself why..... I come up with one answer. My student loans have to be paid off.
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
I just sent an excruciatingly insightful email to a friend of mine. I will wait until she replies before I post the bulk of the contents here. I like feedback, and I like my friends. What I hate is the way humans coexist.
