CEOTY

I'm a classified employee with ABSS. Basically means I'm hourly, but they pay me via timesheet, so I get 40 hours flat every week, so it is the equivalent of really shitty salary. I come to work every day this year through sickness and health. I only missed a day when my house burned down. I received a ballot for classified employee of the year today. Seems like all of the hourly employees get voted on by the entire staff. and the top three get an award luncheon in their honor. You know, I really think it would be cool to win, but I will be lucky if I get one vote. My job is not high profile, I'm pretty much the prison of the school. I see janitors and secretaries getting the nod based on sheer fact that they are high profile. I don't even know who all of the teachers are. Not to mention I might actually have to work to get any accolades, and I don't do much of shit all day. Maybe I feel this way because going from food service to education is a big step. I've never done so little for money, except maybe when I was a convenience store clerk. My work is all filing paper work reading emails and yelling at kids. I fill my job description and I take what I do seriously, meaning I am very careful about how I interact with the kids. Truthfully, I'd be better off low profile, if they are not thinking about you, they are not thinking about getting rid of you either.
I had a kid tell me I wasn't fair yesterday. I told him life wasn't fair either, get used to it or you'll be a tired, broken man by age 30....I should know. You know I'm kind of a cynical bastard to be working with kids. But I see all kinds of things that would crush an optimists spirit, so you get used to it. I've noticed the same thing works everytime to curtail misbehavior, find either this biggest trouble maker or the most popular of the trouble makers and get them out. It usually breaks their spirit and if you come off as being a bit unhinged, they tend to calm themselves.
I think I'm going to try really hard to get another part time job outside of pizza. I just can't deal with it anymore.

Work

On my day off, Robyn's car broke down and I went to her aid. While I was discerning the problem, a student rolled up on his bike. He asked if he could help. I realized outside of a classroom, where I've had to suspend him for just not being able to shut up, he a just a really nice kid, a downright decent person. Just not meant for school, I felt sorry for him. It seemed almost as though he was begging for attention. I wish we could get to all of them. The sad part is, to do my job effectively, I can't even try to reach them. They have to want to be in class, I must therefore make thier lives miserable. I must give the consequence for thier misbehavior. My job is to aid in thier socialization, and if I don't do my job, how am I preparing them for the rigors of real life.

Pizzaman

My part-time job for along time has been a pizza delivery driver. It is a depressing, thankless job. Your effort doesn't ever coorelate with the reward AKA the TIP. I can not try and make good money, or I could run my ass off and end up taking to people that don't TIP. If you are the kind of souless, selfish ass that can't throw a few extra dollars in as a wayto say; " HEY! I realize you are ruining your own car and burning your own gas, risking your saftey on the roads, here, THANK YOU." I hope there is a special place in HELL for you. Hey cheapasses! Listen up, Gas has gone through the roof and is only getting worse, minimum wage is still the norm and hasn't moved in YEARS! Insurance has doubled. That little dollar that wasn't shit for a tip 10 years ago is a real insult now. YES ONE DOLLAR TIPS ARE AN INSULT. What can YOU do with one dollar. Better yet, "your total is $19.75."
"Here's $20 keep the change for a TIP"
Hey...thanks! Burn in Hell.

Now just to make it clear, I'm not capitalizing TIP. It is an anacrym for "To Insure Promptness" Thier might be a reason why your cheapass doesn't get your food too quickly. I will get out of this soon. I like to have a more stable income. I like to know when I put my best foot forward and do my best job, I am getting rewarded.

This all I care to talk on this, happy blogs to come.

My blog goals

As therapuetic as this may be, I really want to write some clever expositions here. So, I might just have to either post twice a day, or create a therapy blog to accompany my fun free hand rant blog. We shall see.

Must write

Although I am emtionally drained, and it is late, I want to keep the commitment to updating my blog. I work with my ex g/f on my part-time second shift job. She is dating someone else and still seeing me on the side. It was refreshing, we had been dating a really long time and alot of really bad shit happened. We've been more like friends with alot of (fun) sexual tension. It was like old times before everything went wrong. I will say alot of it was my faultI was trying to "keep the peace" with my family, who hate her guts. And I have a twice a month hobby(D&D) that she can't stand. With a few other things I won't mention right now, there was so much arguing I couldn't see myself committing to the next level.
Tonight she needed my help, her car broke down and I went to her aid, as I always do and got her back on the road. She was grateful, flirty happy. It made me feel like Superman and I'd just saved the day. Within 20 minutes of that emotional high, I was crashing hard in all of the short commings that made her choose to break up with me in the first place. She wants to fix things. I do too, but I think there may be just too much to try and work out. I just took an hour pause from typing this to let her finish the argument over the phone. If I could have the Robyn I met all those years ago, I'd most likely jump at the chance. But I don't think she's that person, nor am I the person she met. I'm older, wiser, educated, and driven. I cut my long hair, I no longer see t-shirts as a fashion statement. I've softened up quite a bit. I was a crass bastard once. I still am, but with a better sense of tact. I don't know what will happen in the days ahead. I must focus on my objectives, and hope for the best, whatever that may be.

Ray of hope

The Tarheels took home the title tonight. Very sweet that game was a fight to the end. I didn't have work in a few hours, I'd go to Chapel Hill and enjoy it. Nah, that wasn't going to happen. My first day back at from the Spring Break, I really wanted to be back in my house by now, oh well. I really was glad to be back at work. I'm supposed to come up with a way to get maximum results from the room with minimal resources. I like the challenge and I might post the completed diagram with the logic behind it, not anytime soon. Main goal, get back into house. My house burned down in January, it's been parent city ever since. I do appreciate the open arms in which I have been received, but I'm 30, I've been living alone for 7 years and I like that. If you have the ability to, I strongly suggest living alone for awhile. You can really get to know who you are.

D&D

I am 30 yr old geek. I like computers, and I play D&D. I have no qualms about it I'm old enough to do what the hell I like. That being said, I live in a smallish town where there are more churches than McDonald's and there are an ass load of McD's.
These church people are the types that beleive everything not" them" is evil. At one point I had evil long hair, wore evil black clothes, and listened to evil music. I watched evil MTV (that might be true), played my evil video games and hung aroung at the local mall with my evil friends.
That last paragraph was how Burlington made me feel as a teen. Maybe later, but certainly not today I will go into the "countercultre" group I was in and how eliteist they could be.
I cut my hair short because I started going bald, I started buy different clothes because I was dating a girl that could help me match. I started listening to a broader range of music because I liked the way it made me feel. I still play D&D. Sadly, I'm the second youngest in the group. I guess the it's not really sad,but if you are geek; you're just geek for life. I'm cool with that though.