Developments
Wow. That's all I can say. This past week has been a myriad of confusing experiences. To begin my saga, it seems I finally found a job in the economic hellhole that is Carrollton. Despite the fact that the University here has 10,000 students, there is not a bookstore in town, nor was there a coffee shop (until last month). You can imagine how hard this makes a job-search. I was offered a web-design gig by the Sociology Department and accepted. It's not a lot of hours, but it should get me something other than Ramen noodles for dinner...
After accepting the job last Wednesday, I thought I was on a roll. I had finally found a job after nearly two months of searching. I could do no wrong. Then I went to go see my lady friend in Atlanta. Everything was going well until one of my "better" talents reared it's ugly head. We were drinking shiraz and discussing the horrible things people think about eachother. I was relating how generally after two weeks or so of dating someone I start noticing all their faults. She emphatically agreed with me...and then asked me what I thought about her. Maybe I was a little drunk, maybe I was a little ticked off about something pretty offensive she had said a few minutes earlier...whatever it was, I did something stupid. I told the truth. I should know this by now, but women rarely want the full and unabashed truth out of a man. Hell, make that people in general do not like full disclosure. We can see this in all aspects of life. The mandated social courtesies in the military make it possible for fighting men to live with and take orders from one another and not kill eachother. I violated this "social lubrication" that night and sincerely pissed her off. So, I am, needless to say, no long associated with her in that manner. It's a shame, she is a very nice person. As I told Crickie once though: "I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I had to remove it though to make room for my foot."
So, for a few days I was pretty down. Then today I walked into the newly opened UPS Store to buy some packing peanuts for some things I sold on eBay. Talking with the owner about boxing up a strange item, he tried to sell me their packing service. I politely refused and mentioned that I previously worked at a UPS Store for 2+ years. He then offered me a job. And well, if you know me, you know I can't resist a job. So I go in on Saturday to finalize things with him.
After this I was in pretty good spirits...mind you, I wasn't relishing working two jobs and taking 19 hours of classes, but I was happy that in a short while I wouldn't be subsisting so far below the poverty level. Then I got home, loaded up my calender and proceeded to punch in my appointment with the Owner. I then looked at my schedule. The class I skipped this morning (because I stayed up late last night finishing up a paper for another class) had something pretty important today: A test. I missed a frickin' test! I slapped my forehead and proceeded to ask myself how I could be so stupid...then I checked the syllabus. No make-ups...but...we have 5 tests and a final that counts as 3. So, my missing the test lowered my maximum possible test average to an 87.5. Not disastrous I know, but when I'm expecting a 4.0 this semester, that's kinda depressing. But, along with other assignments, I should be able to pull a low "A". No more mistakes though. No matter how stupid I am. If you can belive it, this is the first time something like this has ever happened to me...
After accepting the job last Wednesday, I thought I was on a roll. I had finally found a job after nearly two months of searching. I could do no wrong. Then I went to go see my lady friend in Atlanta. Everything was going well until one of my "better" talents reared it's ugly head. We were drinking shiraz and discussing the horrible things people think about eachother. I was relating how generally after two weeks or so of dating someone I start noticing all their faults. She emphatically agreed with me...and then asked me what I thought about her. Maybe I was a little drunk, maybe I was a little ticked off about something pretty offensive she had said a few minutes earlier...whatever it was, I did something stupid. I told the truth. I should know this by now, but women rarely want the full and unabashed truth out of a man. Hell, make that people in general do not like full disclosure. We can see this in all aspects of life. The mandated social courtesies in the military make it possible for fighting men to live with and take orders from one another and not kill eachother. I violated this "social lubrication" that night and sincerely pissed her off. So, I am, needless to say, no long associated with her in that manner. It's a shame, she is a very nice person. As I told Crickie once though: "I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, I had to remove it though to make room for my foot."
So, for a few days I was pretty down. Then today I walked into the newly opened UPS Store to buy some packing peanuts for some things I sold on eBay. Talking with the owner about boxing up a strange item, he tried to sell me their packing service. I politely refused and mentioned that I previously worked at a UPS Store for 2+ years. He then offered me a job. And well, if you know me, you know I can't resist a job. So I go in on Saturday to finalize things with him.
After this I was in pretty good spirits...mind you, I wasn't relishing working two jobs and taking 19 hours of classes, but I was happy that in a short while I wouldn't be subsisting so far below the poverty level. Then I got home, loaded up my calender and proceeded to punch in my appointment with the Owner. I then looked at my schedule. The class I skipped this morning (because I stayed up late last night finishing up a paper for another class) had something pretty important today: A test. I missed a frickin' test! I slapped my forehead and proceeded to ask myself how I could be so stupid...then I checked the syllabus. No make-ups...but...we have 5 tests and a final that counts as 3. So, my missing the test lowered my maximum possible test average to an 87.5. Not disastrous I know, but when I'm expecting a 4.0 this semester, that's kinda depressing. But, along with other assignments, I should be able to pull a low "A". No more mistakes though. No matter how stupid I am. If you can belive it, this is the first time something like this has ever happened to me...
