Saturday, June 07, 2003

The Busiest man...

Ok, so I may not be the busiest man in the world or America or even Pennsylvania, but I have been busy... and I don't even have a job yet! I'm not being lazy in that department... things just aren't happening. But anyway, that is beside the point.

I am alive and doing semi-well. It has been miseribly rainy around here. I think that every day this week we have had some form of rain or another. It is mildly depressing. But I haven't really been depressed. All the rain and staying up late and such has thrown off my sleep schedule... so I'm like going to sleep at 3 and waking up at 10 or 12.

Seeing as how it is a Saturday night, I probably should get some rest so that I can go to church tomorrow. Trust me, I do want to go and I am thankful that I live in a nation where I can freely worship God... but dunno if He would schedule "church" at times like 9:15 and 10:45... On that note, I think I am gunna go spend some time with Him now because I can. Good night all and remember to talk to your kids about safe sects.

Monday, June 02, 2003

Damage Averted:

I praise God for the fact that He has given me insightful parents, concerned friends, and a built-in CRAP detector. To give you a little help, I'll give you some background. I had this job interview that happened last Friday.... causing me to miss most of my friend Dan's graduation (which has me very miffed) ... but it looked very favorable. As I told you all before, this blog is not open to slander, so I won't give the name of the people or the organization. What I will tell you is that the job was as a sale rep. for a popular knife and kitchenware company. The interview was great. The company sounded really good and it sounded like the company really took care of its employees. So here I am thinking "this is great, these people really value their guys"... this was my thought on Friday.

As you can see from reading above, it is now Monday... and my thought process has changed. I had time to think about it and to consider everything. The more I prayed and thought about it.... the more I talked to people... the more I looked into it and the more I listened to my parents... this whole thing had to be too good to be true. The guy that was the boss there seemed like he was a closet screamer: real nice when you're on the outside, but once you cross that line, you're done. My theory was proven true. What I thought to be a clean-cut, reputable institution turned sour the moment I pulled into the parking lot.

I see three college age kids standing in the lot smoking... first assurance that what I was doing was right. I go inside and the guy that was originally "very excited about having me come on bored" couldn't even remember my name and didn't even look me in the eyes when I walked into the build. He made no eye contact until I said his name. As I told him my decision, his immediate response was "Who talked you out of it" I proceeded to tell him that no one talked me out of it, but that I had decided that it wasn't for me. At that he made comment to the effect of "You don't know until you try it." My immediate thought was, what kind of peer pressure does he think I'll give into? That is a classic line of anyone who is trying to get one to try drugs or something like that. Honestly, how naive do I look? Then... here is the kicker. This had me upset for a little while, but he cuts me off mid-sentence and shakes my hand and comments: "Well, best of luck to you, I hear McDonald's is hiring... you'll never make as much money there..."

Wow. I really had to check my attitude because I REALLY wanted to give him a piece of my mind, but I knew that it was not the godly or professional thing to do. Though his comment lacked a great deal of tact, I didn't need to honor that with my attitude. I said to myself when I got into the van "I'm not just any dumb kid looking for a job nor am I naive". I got to thinking about their tactics in the interview and thought "dude, they really had me think that they had something good here..."

Praise God that He has other things in mind for me and that He took the shutters off my eyes. I see it for what it is now and I hold no grudge... I just never want to have to work for them. Who knows, looks like I could be working at a group home and I could send them some "quality" employees.

Sunday, June 01, 2003

Life at the Zoo:

I may live out in the middle of no where, but life is never .... dull. I'm not saying that I never get bored, but what I am saying is that there are some very amusing points to this house. For example: I walk in from church today and sit down with the family to have lunch... Dad makes a comment about this picture that Gus (my 8 year old brother) drew up on the black board... it resembles a clam with teeth and next to it... it says "Putashi"... so I go over and look at the board and look back to the table and Dad raise his left hand with the back of hand to me and his pinky, ring finger and thumb sticking out and the other two tucked down and he smiles and says "Putashi: The Brotherhood of the Clam". I died laughing because it looked like he was missing fingers and this picture of Pitashi had this grin on his "face?". Anywho, the mirth doesn't stop there...

We're eating and Christianne (my 10...going on 11 tomorrow year old sister) sees the word Robust on the bottle of Romano grated cheese (note to viewers: Sunday's lunch tradition is spagetti... mmmmmmmm!) and starts laughing her fool head off. Apparently, Gus had stuffed two balloons in his shirt yesterday and declares, "I have robusts!" I swear, I did not teach him that. But it provided a decent laugh.

Well, I suppose I should jet. Maybe I'll write more later... who knows... but as for now, I think I'm gonna rock out a little with the Phat Cat....

(if you don't know who the Phat Cat is....you are a pathetic loser and should die a slow painful death and spend an eternity chained to Yanni and the midget for the 70's show "Pleasure Island"..."Deh - plane! Deh - plane!")

Phat Cat is my purple Ibanez electric....