Monday, November 9, 2009
Catchin up a bit
Well I did not get the Director of the DC position, no shock there. I was told, however, that they will be giving my resume to the new director to see about getting me over there (to the DC) since I seem to be being wasted at the position I currently hold.
I don’t care.
I am in it for the money.
I don’t count the “who I am” by the job I hold. Sure, it is a good ego boost to be able to say I am the manager of such and such or I am the Director of whosits and plumping.
Honestly, I don’t care if they have me sweep the parking lot each day just as long as it’s more money.
Money is why I work.
If I didn’t need money, I would not work.
I don’t get excited for the challenge, I can challenge myself better anyway.
I don’t do it to meet new and exciting people, I am anti-social as it is and I also know that 90% of work relationships do not extend past the work place. Meaning that yeah you can be great friends and compatriots when you work together but one of you leaves and within 6 months, you will lose contact.
Anyway, guess I am just happy to have a job and be bringing home the money I am. Working 2 jobs really sucks so not having to do that anymore is a plus.
Some other highpoints I have failed to mention:
My wife and her parents built a shed in the back yard over the past few weeks. I did nothing. I didn’t want a shed. The shed we had was destroyed in the ice storm in January and I was happy with that. If you have read along this blog you will know that this is not knew. My opinion at home only means shit to me.
My daughter came home last Tuesday with a concussion from slipping and falling on the merry-go-round. That was unnerving and my wife pissed me off by not coming directly home from bowling with her work mates. My daughter is crying and wanting to go to sleep and her eyes are dilated and she is nauseous. I wasn’t going to take her to the hospital since that would have meant 3 hours of sitting in the waiting room just for them to say “wake her up every 2 hours.”
I am a horrible father to my son and I can’t figure out why. I think it has a lot to do with him being so damn stubborn and mot listening to me. Especially if mom is home, then its in one ear and out the other. I need to work on that.
mentally regurgitated by ZomBee