I am a GEEK! (among other things)

posted on: 2008-07-11 at 7:43:00 PM

O.k. Before I talk about what's going in my life currently -- be aware that I can no longer mention specific names of companies because of a really awesome (and personally served) "cease and desist" letter from a large (yet failing) conglomerate movie and game rental establishment that rhymes with Shmallywood Shmideo. So I must speak of such companies in referencial linguistics.

So yeah. I got a job. I FINALLY got a job. It only took five months. I am now a "Geek."

I am no longer living the life of a "stay-at-home-dad." I was starting to think that I was going to grow large feminine hips from the constant kid-dangling. I was getting sick of daytime television-- my missing Bob Barker as the host of "The Price is Right" was becoming a thorn in my daily routine. I have become very much aware that "If they pre-qualify me for a personal mobility device at the Scooter Store, and for any reason I am denied -- they will provide the Scooter at no cost to me." I am done with "Judge Mathis," "Rachel Ray," "Ellen," "THE (fucking) VIEW." Oh dear sweet Jesus, "The View" is the most annoying show .. of all time. My not owning firearms is a good thing. I am done with the lack of social interaction.

I was beginning to get worried that I was a little too friendly with the local strung-out single-mom-with-five-overweight-yet-undernourished-children-who-use-food-stamps-to-purchase-chocolate-milk-and-Twizzlers crowd at the old Safeway store on 82nd / SE Burnside. THANK GOD I NO LONGER HAVE THAT BURDEN -- moving along.

As I said, I am now a "Geek."

I am working at yet another big-box computer / appliance / entertainment retail store as a customer service technician / technology guru. I have now worked two full days. It's actually quite fun! I like my coworkers and my boss seems really nice. However, this is a total trip for me...

Having been a retail manager for the past seven years. It is extremely difficult for me to wrap my head around being responsible for one soul (myself). My radar isn't that small anymore! I have to keep my lips pursed -- I can't say "HEY STOP THAT!" or provide the good old-fashioned POP (Positive Opportunity Positive) on a hapless soul.

GRRRRR!! I need to tone it down and stop worrying. If I do not, I am going to be "that guy."

I opted for this job over another management job because of Oliver -- and because for the first time in many years (decades) -- I crave OPTIONS. I really don't know what my future holds. I think want another management job within the same company (apparently, those avenues exist readily) -- but I can take my time.

Currently the pay is marginal and the work is unsatisfying .. but if I keep taking my Adderall and keep my thoughts and opinions to myself -- I might find a much more rewarding avenue in 3 - 4 months?

Speaking of Oliver... He turned 18 months less than two days ago. All of the literature that Angie and I have been pouring over says that 18 months is the milestone where little ones should start walking. WELL.... HE STARTED WALKING TODAY. Yay!!! He totally cranked that Soulja Boy.

Fitty was proud -- but laid the smack down on da streets, yo. If you are not a close friend it won't make sense (video soon to come).

posted by Carl

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