New Year, yet Old Meh.
January 2, 2009
Why hello there. As you well know by now, it is no longer 2008, but is in fact the year 2009. I imagine the three of you that follow this may have thought I'd died or something, what with the rampant non-updatery, but I've just been sort of busy. And I've also had a hard time collecting my general thoughts over time, which tends to put a damper on my rambling here on occasion.
It's odd. I am not a big fan of my job. I mean, as frustrated as I get talking to some of the rednecks and other assorted jackasses that I deal with on a daily basis at work, so one would think that being removed from it would be a good thing for me. Less stress for one thing, and what with my cholesterol apparently being high this should be a big plus - less likely to have a cardiac detonation.
But it's like, I am good at my job, and I do occasionally get that sense of satisfaction from doing it right or, you know, sometimes helping someone or even saving their life. The latter only happened a handful of times but it's there... and really puts all of the bullshit I deal with at work in perspective. Sure most of it sucks, but someone might not be around save for me.
So you know, hated the job but loved it at the same time - I felt like I was actually doing something worthwhile for society. Even if, most of the time, I just spent all day arguing with neolithic shit-ticks who don't know how to change a fucking battery. And it would be one thing if I were getting shitcanned due to my own incompetence or something; at least I could say 'eh, I fucked up.'
However, the whole 'getting fired so the company can continue to afford to sponsor the motherfucking PGA tournament', that just leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. As if I were one of the jackasses I referred to in an earlier post, I suppose. While it's probably in my best interest to be out of that job, I think I'd have felt better if I were just leaving on my own terms. Like, when my debt was a bit more under control.
But what can you do? I need to now either start looking into a new job or finally get my own business going. I am probably going to have to do the former, because I am having serious problems with the latter for some reason. Of course, a lot of that has to do with the Open Directory Project, who isn't getting around to adding my company site. As a test, I added this one just now.
We shall see if it works or not. If it doesn't, then I'm going to have to start Nagging them. Oh yes. But anyway, to put some perspective on these photographs I have uploaded here for you. The first, I just took because I'd noticed the pattern on my hood as I was driving to work (before the 3 feet of snow buried the city), and it didn't melt before I got there so I grabbed a shot.
I thought it was neat, so I shared. Heh. As for the second, I seem to have crushed this thing when pulling in to get gas a few days back and thought, 'wouldn't it have been nice to have smashed the actual artist under my wheels?' Yes, as you can guess (if you haven't already), I really hate country music. You can blame my dad for that, since it's all his fault. Grumble Grumble.