Amendmant (8/10/2013): Just getting this out of my draft not even going to read it. I fell asleep typing this one for sure. I remember (despite not remembering what I wrote) waking up with my hands on the keys and not seeing any text. It freaked me out and after trying to recover the text with some terrible decisions and ultimately realizing the text was still there just off screen, I decided to put the computer up and succumb to my eyelids desires.
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I know it has been a while. I have been thinking about you all very much. However, I was just sitting here and I feel like I have laughed at my self a lot recently. I was trying to remember the last time, it was only a few days ago; but it took a second before I could even remember. Want to hear about it? Of course you Jdo!
Hehe, oh me. It is not even really that funny so do not go getting your hopes up. I could probably make you laugh harder by trying to tell a serious story.
Alright, so I decided it was time to clean the house some. I have lived here 6 months or maybe longer, exact time of when I moved in is disputed (although I do not admit it, non-confrontational and all). Yes my memory for the mundane is that bad. The only cleaner I have accumulated in that time is toilet bowl cleaner, tile and tub cleaner, and floor cleaner. Clearly I needed bleach (and also Drano, but how would you know that?)! So of course I went to Wal-mart, because in Vegas there are only about 50. It is really disappointing, I have to decide which direction I want to travel when I am to make a trip to the closest Wal-mart.
I ended up hanging out in the truck, at Wal-mart for an hour or so. You know listening to music and creeping people out after they go in, walk the entire store, buying everything on their little lists, and then come back out only to see that I am still there sitting, eying them as they walk past.. I kid, my eyes avert themselves from any contact with other humans, especially unknown strangers. Eventually I was bored and tired and dreading even going in, that is when I knew: I was ready. I walked straight to the cleaners, as straight as one can walk in a Wal-mart they have only been to a handful of other times and then those times were only to shop for toys. I got the bleach, I hesitated on the Drano (did I need the big size, it was like $7; that smaller cheaper bottle looked like it might be the better option), got the biggest Drano, and quickly decided to buy some Kaboom spray crap (yeah okay, glad I bought that). Then I needed something to drink, but not soda, I drink enough of that garbage. Water gets old though, so Gatorade it is. Saw a white 8 pack and there were two of them, it was providence. Grabbed them both. Maybe something to eat too? I decided against it, it was just too difficult and time was running out. I had to leave immediately; I have no problem spending an hour in the parking lot but I will be damned if I spend 15 minutes inside that hell spawner (I don't know what the even means either, probably a gaming reference). I went to the express lane to check out, because I did not have much; to recap: the biggest bottle of drano, a decent sized bottle of bleach not like the last time I got bleach apparently they sold me watered down bleach then so it was bigger (at least that is what this bottle said), a normal sized spray bottle of Kaboom, two 8-packs of 12 oz. (I think) gatorades, and a last minute purchase decision on one of these big 24 packs of water. There was only one person in line in-front of me; however, to this point I have failed to mention that I did not have a shopping cart. Yeah apparently when I was on my way in, I would not be buying that much and would not need a cart. So I kept thinking as I stood in line, I need to go get a cart; I mean: I can carry a lot of stuff, but I was at the edge of my limit before getting 24 waters, that is why I decided -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
(Edit: 12/01/2014 ) Oh wow, just reread this for the first time since the night I wrote it. I'm afraid I do not even remember the exact phrase that was said that I thought was so funny. After getting all these items placed on the checkout lane, I felt the need to run and get a shopping cart, but I was reluctant to do so, because I wanted to let the cashier know I would be right back, but obviously she was helping the customer in front of me and did not give me a glance or anything. As I waited there arguing with myself about whether to just go and get it or wait and declare my intentions to the cashier, she finally finished with her other customer and turned her attention to me. She just sort of looked down at my items and looked at me and said something like, "Oh my, you definitely need a shopping cart." This for some reason caught me completely off-guard and I just laughed out loud at the idea that she would just blurt that out to me, finally I said, "Yeah, I was thinking of getting one." In actuality, I am making that sound better than what I really said in the moment, but I cannot remember how I responded, but I do remember thinking it was stupid and then I ran off to get a cart. Then for like the next 8 hours, I just kept laughing at myself and how I reacted throughout the entire experience. She had to think I was a loon, just bursting into laughter at the mention of needing a cart. Then responding as I did, so stupidly. Why had I not just gone to get a cart yet (I still don't quite understand)? I laugh at myself for that and I shake my head at all the other awkward things I do.
Saturday, August 10, 2013
I am tired
Mentally I am exhausted. It should not be this way; I have no justification. I get plenty of sleep and it is not like I am constantly busy everyday, just weekends. Something is not right; I absolutely hate this type of post, the ones where I start off by complaining. I am sure they make me seem like a pathetic whiner that is full of negativity. There is, however, just something about it that allows me to start the process, to get into the action of typing as I think. Perhaps it is the honesty; if I were to always just put out posts when I finally had something substantial, void of an explanation of the difficulty to get to that point, it would feel like a lie. Many nights I fall asleep with a compose post browser blank on my computer screen and this inner urging to create something beautiful; however, after several hours and nothing to show for it I usually cannot keep myself awake anymore. Additionally throughout the day, I entertain many thoughts on what I ought to share; some ideas are frequently recurring, still others linger a few days and are then all but forgotten in the back corners of my mind. A thought occurred to me recently that perhaps, the target audience that I am addressing is too large and that narrowing it down might help improve things from my perspective. As it is, I feel like I am writing to strangers and people that I do not know, that may or may not be true, outside of a few loyal friends it seems most of my hits come from computers or bots of some kind. I do not know where I am going with this from here, but I keep having this desire to talk about something else.
I watched P.S. I Love You again today; it is in my list of favorite movies. I would recommend it to anyone that has not seen it; I will even watch it with you. I swear, I do not mind; I have only seen it approximately 50 times so far.
Amendment (8/10/2013): I am clearing this from my draft history. It is an incomplete post and I have lost the thought, I fell asleep during my attempt to get it out. Is this worth posting? I am not sure. It could easily be deleted. I do know that people expect to hear me whine from time to time; just fulfilling that quota.
I watched P.S. I Love You again today; it is in my list of favorite movies. I would recommend it to anyone that has not seen it; I will even watch it with you. I swear, I do not mind; I have only seen it approximately 50 times so far.
Amendment (8/10/2013): I am clearing this from my draft history. It is an incomplete post and I have lost the thought, I fell asleep during my attempt to get it out. Is this worth posting? I am not sure. It could easily be deleted. I do know that people expect to hear me whine from time to time; just fulfilling that quota.
Smörgåsbord
Thank you Wikipedia for the spelling of this post's title. I try to be a one topic per post kind of guy, but I am going into this one accepting the fact that it is going to shift from one idea to the next and hopefully I will include a couple things on my mind that I want to share. I often have this urge to share things, but I am weary of posting every thought to facebook and in some instances, I realize the person that the thought is about could actually see it on facebook despite not even being friends.
I have three deliveries today, being that it is a Saturday that is not really a good thing. I am in charge of everything though, I take the calls, get the e-mails, make the deliveries, I am the one person all customers must go through. Therefore, if it is slow, it is easy to blame myself; well I could hope it is the economy, of course, that is always there to be used as a crutch if one must make excuses. Last week was decent, but it was mostly a strong weekday and a mediocre weekend and the weeks before that have been fairly weak. However, we recently moved a guy, that has done a little bit of work for us in the past, into the house I am staying in and he is sending customers e-mails and giving them calls to "pay" for his board. We have already scheduled three repeat customers from his efforts, but we rewarded them with fairly decent loyalty discounts, larger than if they had called back on their own. They may have called back anyway, you never really know. I am hoping that this will give things a little bit of a kick. Sales are down 9% from last year, hopefully I we can get that back up again, there is still a little bit of year left!
Back to this new roommate: he whines about everything. Not to be rude, but I am a fairly empathetic person and I just do not feel everything he has to complain about is justified. Our major problem was that we had no A/C. It is of little concern to me, because I spend most of my time at my brother's home because I am close to the jumpers and close to the computer with all the client information on it. I tend to leave early before the sun gets too high (on MWF I am up before the sun to go play basketball, unless I sleep in) and I do not return until the sun has set. Yes it is still warm to sleep in a home with no A/C, but it is easily survivable. My roommate was constantly complaining though about how it was too hot and he refused to turn his computer on between like noon and nine at night. He was afraid it would overheat. That problem is now fixed though, I bought him a small one room window unit. I did it hoping he would do more work, I think he is, but I do not really know that. There are no checks and balances. The thought process is, that if he does get us more work, then I do more work that I actually get paid for and therefore indirectly get paid back. Plus my roommate was complaining about not being able to take on other jobs since he cannot work all-day. Therefore I thought, he could take on more jobs and have more money and I would have to help him buy things less often. You see, I may be too much of a nice guy and I tend to buy things for people. Things like fast food, soda, alcohol, cigarettes, and necessities (deodorant comes to mind); especially when that person cannot afford these things. Ergo, if he can be comfortable turning his computer on longer and getting more jobs, he will have more money and I will not be tempted to offer him handouts. With all this in mind, I thought for sure it would be win-win. I did not take into consideration the emotional consequences. It made me think about how I do not spend money on myself like that, let's be honest I waste money on myself like crazy easily $15-30 on fast food a day (I do not go to the grocery store often at all). I got cable internet for my roommate before he moved in, but even that was sort of for me until my computer crashed right after he moved in. So on top of this A/C unit that I just bought him, I am paying for his internet. It got me a little bummed out. On top of that, he used to spend his time in the downstairs dining room area, but the floor plan of the house is fairly open so it is almost like being in the same room when you come through the front door. Instead, now he keeps his door closed, to keep it cool (duh!); besides today, I knocked to ask if he wanted to help me on a delivery (he could not help), I have seen him one other time since I got him the A/C four days ago! The other time was when he happened to come out of his room at 5 am and I was on my way out the door to play basketball. I was actually kind of pissed when I saw him then, because I have no time in the morning between when I wake up and when I have to be at basketball. Mostly because I do not want to wake up at 4 am. Just to wrap up my thoughts on my roommate: he complains about not dumpster diving enough (how he gets food), he complains about eating too much (reason he is not dumpster diving), he complains about not getting enough exercise (well he is not walking to the dumpsters), when he gets money he then spends it on food or beer (well and sometimes gambling). He also has bad B.O. My brother does not want him helping on deliveries for several reasons, that being one. For every reason my brother has, this guy has an excuse or reason. Despite all my complaining about his complaining, he seems to be a decent guy albeit a little peculiar.
Since we are talking about my co-workers (sort of) then we might as well bring up my brother's 14 year old nephew. He constantly annoys, angers, and baffles me (I am sure there are some emotions I am missing too; however, none are positive). I joke a lot and I am sarcastic a lot. It helps me tell him I hate him and I would like to kill him, without him taking me too seriously. Even as I sit here typing that, I know it is a bit extreme and it is not realistic for me to even suggest. However, I do not know how to describe the way he makes me feel after a long day of dealing with all his little nuances and quirks. I am certain he does some things just to irritate me, but other things I wonder if he even has any thought before the action. I started typing up a lot of the little things he does or has done in a list on my old computer before it crashed (I was going to give it to my brother), unfortunately, I do not remember that list. It is not hard to make up a new list though. I will keep in short. This first one is partially just a communication problem on my part: even when he knows we have to do something he will sit on the computer all day. He will watch me walk out the door and will not join me unless I actually say, "hey, let's go." I do not want your "help" if you do not want to work. Last week he did the same thing, he came home from church while I was doing work outside, he was helping in the evening on pickups. He did not come out to help me, instead the big Boss lady told me about 30 minutes before I left after I had started feeling like I wanted to leave his butt at the house and find someone else to help me with the pickups to tell her and him when it was time to go on the pickups. Next little quirk is he must keep his hands occupied, it does not bother him not to work, but he cannot allow himself to actually sit and think quietly. This often results with him playing with things he ought to just leave alone; because one he could inadvertently lose these things or two he has a tendency to damage what he is playing with in an attempt to entertain himself. I cannot fathom what it is like to be so destructive; that is a trait I lack and despise in others. When I do, unintentionally, destroy an item, I feel remorse for my actions immediately (because you can always blame your lack or abundance of effort; sometimes I break things because I do not realize they cannot take the force I apply). He is disgusting: from throwing food in the fish bowl, farting constantly, not showering, not changing his socks for weeks, his hygiene habits are almost as bad as my roommate's!
For lack of time, I will cut this short. Did not quite talk about everything that was on my mind. Got into a little more than I was thinking about when I sat down and I got both pickups calling me telling me they are finished, already took care of one by myself. Now I need help with the other and I have no idea if the 14 year old is on his way home or if I should be going to pick him up. He went to the water park, mostly because of the 26 year old daughter of his aunt's friend was going with my brother's wife and kids (he has a major crush on her; of course he has a crush on anyone that is remotely attractive and old enough to have breasts).
Update from phone (fixed on my brother's computer; blogger is terrible on my phone when I already have a long post typed out, I cannot just go to the end of it and add it in, I clicked on the screen and it put it somewhere in the middle, I could not even see where when I was typing and I was typing blind too): the 14 year old threw a shoe or something at the truck tonight; that set me off, that behavior is unacceptable, and he was forced to run away. I was livid and was going to hurt him if I got a hold of him. My roommate on the other hand, was arriving home right after I got there. So we had the chance to speak for a while. He gave me $25 for utilities and suggested he was going to pay me back for the A/C. Very nice!
I have three deliveries today, being that it is a Saturday that is not really a good thing. I am in charge of everything though, I take the calls, get the e-mails, make the deliveries, I am the one person all customers must go through. Therefore, if it is slow, it is easy to blame myself; well I could hope it is the economy, of course, that is always there to be used as a crutch if one must make excuses. Last week was decent, but it was mostly a strong weekday and a mediocre weekend and the weeks before that have been fairly weak. However, we recently moved a guy, that has done a little bit of work for us in the past, into the house I am staying in and he is sending customers e-mails and giving them calls to "pay" for his board. We have already scheduled three repeat customers from his efforts, but we rewarded them with fairly decent loyalty discounts, larger than if they had called back on their own. They may have called back anyway, you never really know. I am hoping that this will give things a little bit of a kick. Sales are down 9% from last year, hopefully I we can get that back up again, there is still a little bit of year left!
Back to this new roommate: he whines about everything. Not to be rude, but I am a fairly empathetic person and I just do not feel everything he has to complain about is justified. Our major problem was that we had no A/C. It is of little concern to me, because I spend most of my time at my brother's home because I am close to the jumpers and close to the computer with all the client information on it. I tend to leave early before the sun gets too high (on MWF I am up before the sun to go play basketball, unless I sleep in) and I do not return until the sun has set. Yes it is still warm to sleep in a home with no A/C, but it is easily survivable. My roommate was constantly complaining though about how it was too hot and he refused to turn his computer on between like noon and nine at night. He was afraid it would overheat. That problem is now fixed though, I bought him a small one room window unit. I did it hoping he would do more work, I think he is, but I do not really know that. There are no checks and balances. The thought process is, that if he does get us more work, then I do more work that I actually get paid for and therefore indirectly get paid back. Plus my roommate was complaining about not being able to take on other jobs since he cannot work all-day. Therefore I thought, he could take on more jobs and have more money and I would have to help him buy things less often. You see, I may be too much of a nice guy and I tend to buy things for people. Things like fast food, soda, alcohol, cigarettes, and necessities (deodorant comes to mind); especially when that person cannot afford these things. Ergo, if he can be comfortable turning his computer on longer and getting more jobs, he will have more money and I will not be tempted to offer him handouts. With all this in mind, I thought for sure it would be win-win. I did not take into consideration the emotional consequences. It made me think about how I do not spend money on myself like that, let's be honest I waste money on myself like crazy easily $15-30 on fast food a day (I do not go to the grocery store often at all). I got cable internet for my roommate before he moved in, but even that was sort of for me until my computer crashed right after he moved in. So on top of this A/C unit that I just bought him, I am paying for his internet. It got me a little bummed out. On top of that, he used to spend his time in the downstairs dining room area, but the floor plan of the house is fairly open so it is almost like being in the same room when you come through the front door. Instead, now he keeps his door closed, to keep it cool (duh!); besides today, I knocked to ask if he wanted to help me on a delivery (he could not help), I have seen him one other time since I got him the A/C four days ago! The other time was when he happened to come out of his room at 5 am and I was on my way out the door to play basketball. I was actually kind of pissed when I saw him then, because I have no time in the morning between when I wake up and when I have to be at basketball. Mostly because I do not want to wake up at 4 am. Just to wrap up my thoughts on my roommate: he complains about not dumpster diving enough (how he gets food), he complains about eating too much (reason he is not dumpster diving), he complains about not getting enough exercise (well he is not walking to the dumpsters), when he gets money he then spends it on food or beer (well and sometimes gambling). He also has bad B.O. My brother does not want him helping on deliveries for several reasons, that being one. For every reason my brother has, this guy has an excuse or reason. Despite all my complaining about his complaining, he seems to be a decent guy albeit a little peculiar.
Since we are talking about my co-workers (sort of) then we might as well bring up my brother's 14 year old nephew. He constantly annoys, angers, and baffles me (I am sure there are some emotions I am missing too; however, none are positive). I joke a lot and I am sarcastic a lot. It helps me tell him I hate him and I would like to kill him, without him taking me too seriously. Even as I sit here typing that, I know it is a bit extreme and it is not realistic for me to even suggest. However, I do not know how to describe the way he makes me feel after a long day of dealing with all his little nuances and quirks. I am certain he does some things just to irritate me, but other things I wonder if he even has any thought before the action. I started typing up a lot of the little things he does or has done in a list on my old computer before it crashed (I was going to give it to my brother), unfortunately, I do not remember that list. It is not hard to make up a new list though. I will keep in short. This first one is partially just a communication problem on my part: even when he knows we have to do something he will sit on the computer all day. He will watch me walk out the door and will not join me unless I actually say, "hey, let's go." I do not want your "help" if you do not want to work. Last week he did the same thing, he came home from church while I was doing work outside, he was helping in the evening on pickups. He did not come out to help me, instead the big Boss lady told me about 30 minutes before I left after I had started feeling like I wanted to leave his butt at the house and find someone else to help me with the pickups to tell her and him when it was time to go on the pickups. Next little quirk is he must keep his hands occupied, it does not bother him not to work, but he cannot allow himself to actually sit and think quietly. This often results with him playing with things he ought to just leave alone; because one he could inadvertently lose these things or two he has a tendency to damage what he is playing with in an attempt to entertain himself. I cannot fathom what it is like to be so destructive; that is a trait I lack and despise in others. When I do, unintentionally, destroy an item, I feel remorse for my actions immediately (because you can always blame your lack or abundance of effort; sometimes I break things because I do not realize they cannot take the force I apply). He is disgusting: from throwing food in the fish bowl, farting constantly, not showering, not changing his socks for weeks, his hygiene habits are almost as bad as my roommate's!
For lack of time, I will cut this short. Did not quite talk about everything that was on my mind. Got into a little more than I was thinking about when I sat down and I got both pickups calling me telling me they are finished, already took care of one by myself. Now I need help with the other and I have no idea if the 14 year old is on his way home or if I should be going to pick him up. He went to the water park, mostly because of the 26 year old daughter of his aunt's friend was going with my brother's wife and kids (he has a major crush on her; of course he has a crush on anyone that is remotely attractive and old enough to have breasts).
Update from phone (fixed on my brother's computer; blogger is terrible on my phone when I already have a long post typed out, I cannot just go to the end of it and add it in, I clicked on the screen and it put it somewhere in the middle, I could not even see where when I was typing and I was typing blind too): the 14 year old threw a shoe or something at the truck tonight; that set me off, that behavior is unacceptable, and he was forced to run away. I was livid and was going to hurt him if I got a hold of him. My roommate on the other hand, was arriving home right after I got there. So we had the chance to speak for a while. He gave me $25 for utilities and suggested he was going to pay me back for the A/C. Very nice!
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Lost a good one
Yeah, my laptop crashed. So here I am trying gto type on a phone. It is not like I cannot just use my brother's computer. I can, I used it to check ESPN earlier and then I had to play moshi monsters "for" my niece. I am not even sure why I am doing this, I do not update regularly. Noone is expecting me to. blah blah blah meaningless rambling <!- legitimate thoughts on interesting conversations ->
That pretty much sums all it up right there. The only thing left is for me to do is fall asleep. Good night, talk to you again very soon.
That pretty much sums all it up right there. The only thing left is for me to do is fall asleep. Good night, talk to you again very soon.
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