Something’s wrong

 Posted by at 22:30  General
Jul 312002

There must be something wrong with me. Through several long months of unemployment, I hoped for a job, any job. Now I have a job and I hate it. Every night I come home and swear that I’m not going back to that office, yet every morning I go back.

Something is very wrong here.

I’m so tired. I’ll go to bed now. Goodnight.

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Rights and interests

 Posted by at 23:02  Politics
Jul 302002

“Today, I sign the most far-reaching reforms of American business practices since the time of Franklin Delano Roosevelt,” Bush said at a morning East Room ceremony. “With a tough new law, we will act against those who have shaken confidence in our markets, using the full authority of government to expose corruption, punish wrongdoers and defend the rights and interests of American workers and investors.” (link)

You have to give the man one thing, he has some terrific speech writers. Now, if you were to replace the words “workers and investors” in the last sentence with the word “millionaires”, I might believe he really came up with it all my himself.

Does anybody really believe any of these corrupt CEOs are going to get more than a slap on the wrist, if even that much? Believe me, they won’t. Call me cynical if you will, but nothing is going to change. The rich get richer….

Against the current

 Posted by at 08:48  General
Jul 292002

I am sitting here preparing myself for another day at the office, and trying desparately to think up some excuse to call them and tell them I’m not coming. No excuse is presenting itself, however, so I shall go to work. The days there just keep getting longer and longer. I have obligations, so I’ll go. Today, tomorrow, the day after and the day after.

At the end of each day there I am completely exhausted, mentally and physically. It feels like I spent the entire day swimming against the current. I keep trying to convince myself that things will get better, that I was hired there for a purpose, and that purpose will soon manifest itself. Things will get better, I say to myself, and the sooner the better.

I hope your day is a good one.


 Posted by at 21:25  General
Jul 282002

I am running out of colors. Colours?

I took a pain pill. Shoulder is kind of achy tonight.

Could be from sitting in front of a computer most of the day.

I’ll take a couple of relaxation pills before going to bed. They should help.

The other supervisor I worked with today was real bitchy. She said fuck a lot. Made for a long day.

Still hot.

Aren’t you glad I shared?

Kicking in

 Posted by at 19:39  General
Jul 272002

The steroids appear to be kicking in. The pain is mostly a memory. I have only taken one pain pill today, whereas in the past few weeks I would have downed three or four by this time. Feeling good!

If you see some chopped off text in the left column, you must be using IE6. If anybody knows of a fix or a work-around for this, please let me know. If a link appears chopped, just move your mouse pointer over it and it will magically show up.

I really wanted to get outside today and do some things, but it was just too dang hot. I hate summer. If bears can hibernate through the winter, why can’t I hibernate through the summer? I do not like heat. Getting all sweaty is just plain icky. Don’t like it. Somebody make it go away. Please.

Shot in the neck

 Posted by at 18:36  General
Jul 262002

I finally got the injection in my neck this morning. It wasn’t too bad. The whole procedure, minus the prepping and the stuff afterwards, lasted five minutes. I was in at 10 a.m. and out at noon. I wasn’t sedated. They just used a local anesthetic. The nurses seemed suprised at this. They said that most all men opt for sedation, while most women don’t. So much for the stronger sex theory, huh?

The doctor said it will take about 72 hours for the steroids to reach their maximum effectiveness. So, maybe in two or three days, I’ll start getting some relief. I go in for another treatment in two weeks, and then another one (if needed) two weeks after that.

The post operative instructions they gave me said to return home and rest. They said I should “pamper myself.” They also said I should not drive a car, operate complicated machinery (does a computer count?), make important binding decisions or drink alcoholic beverages for 24 hours.

I wonder if a washer and dryer would be considered complicated machinery. I know they would be by some of the people I currently work with. Some of them consider a light switch to be a complicated mechanism. At any rate, I came home and did laundry.

Speaking of work, I am disliking this job more and more each day. That is not good, considering I have had it for less than two months. I keep hoping it will get better, and I keep getting promises from managers that it will get better, but I am beginning to have doubts. I’m hearing a lot of words, but seeing very little action.

Sure is hot here.

The office monster

 Posted by at 08:58  General
Jul 232002

I have a problem. I expect the people who work for me to perform at a certain level. I believe this is a new concept to the people at this company. They are having trouble with it.

I started with a team of 10 people reporting to me. That number is already down to eight. One voluntarily resigned, and the other was asked to leave.

This company wants to grow. It wants to make a lot of money. It wants to be “world class.” Yet, management has a problem with establishing expectations and requirements for their employees. They talk big in their meetings and amongst themselves, yet they wimp out when it comes time to actually do anything. Policy has been that as long as a person showed up for work every day, on time, everything was fine. Nobody really cared how they performed while they were at work. They were there, and that was the important thing.

Am I the monster here?

No doubt

 Posted by at 21:18  General
Jul 222002

I may be an idiot, but guess what? I’m the idiot who’s the boss of you. So there. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it a while.

Sorry. Long day at the office. Had to get that out of my system, and I couldn’t very well say it to the person I needed to say it to. Though that person really needed to have it said to them.

I am so looking forward to Friday. I never thought I would see the day that I would look forward to having needles stuck in my spine. I am, though. Really. If it means living without this constant pain, they can stick needles in me all day long.

Life will get better. I know it will. No doubt about it.

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Catching on

 Posted by at 22:38  General
Jul 212002

I am not catching on to things as quickly as I used to, and it bothers me.

Either that, or there are not enough hours in the day.

I prefer to believe the latter.